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Oct. 19th, 2008 09:13 pmgirlyswotCharlie proclaimed himself completely stuffed after demolishing most of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dogstar101's delicious dinner.
'Time to go, then.' Girlyswot raised a finger to attract the attention of Winewaiter!Albus. 'Have you got the portkeys ready?'
'They have all been slipped into pockets as you directed earlier.'
'Excellent. Can you activate mine and Charlie's first and then everyone else in ten minutes? We just need a few minutes to...' Albus's eyebrows rose suggestively '...get everything ready. Honestly, what is it with everyone assuming that all Charlie and I do is make out?'
'If the uncomfortable Regency corset fits...'
'It doesn't,' she told him firmly, rearranging her bosom just to make Gay!Albus feel uncomfortable in return.
He averted his gaze. 'Very well. We will join you in a few minutes.'
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Girlyswot landed smoothly, safe in the circle of Charlie's strong, canon arms. She allowed herself a moment just to revel in his comforting presence.
'Here we are, then. Beaufort Castle, home of Clan Fraser. Did you get everything sorted out?'
'Think so. The pipe band are over there, and the Highland dancers are waiting inside to give us a display of sword dancing. There's a range of single malts for TDU to sample and plenty of black pudding ready to fry up for breakfast. I've checked all the charms - all the men will find themselves wearing clan tartan kilts, and the women will have plaids to put over their shoulder. Oh, and everyone will find that any injuries sustained so far will be healed, leaving only the scars.'
Girlyswot looked down. Charlie was indeed wearing a bright red and yellow checked kilt with matching socks that showed off his spectacular calves. She had a matching plaid over her Regency dress. She couldn't wait to start reeling.
dogstar101's delicious dinner. 'Time to go, then.' Girlyswot raised a finger to attract the attention of Winewaiter!Albus. 'Have you got the portkeys ready?'
'They have all been slipped into pockets as you directed earlier.'
'Excellent. Can you activate mine and Charlie's first and then everyone else in ten minutes? We just need a few minutes to...' Albus's eyebrows rose suggestively '...get everything ready. Honestly, what is it with everyone assuming that all Charlie and I do is make out?'
'If the uncomfortable Regency corset fits...'
'It doesn't,' she told him firmly, rearranging her bosom just to make Gay!Albus feel uncomfortable in return.
He averted his gaze. 'Very well. We will join you in a few minutes.'
###
Girlyswot landed smoothly, safe in the circle of Charlie's strong, canon arms. She allowed herself a moment just to revel in his comforting presence.
'Here we are, then. Beaufort Castle, home of Clan Fraser. Did you get everything sorted out?'
'Think so. The pipe band are over there, and the Highland dancers are waiting inside to give us a display of sword dancing. There's a range of single malts for TDU to sample and plenty of black pudding ready to fry up for breakfast. I've checked all the charms - all the men will find themselves wearing clan tartan kilts, and the women will have plaids to put over their shoulder. Oh, and everyone will find that any injuries sustained so far will be healed, leaving only the scars.'
Girlyswot looked down. Charlie was indeed wearing a bright red and yellow checked kilt with matching socks that showed off his spectacular calves. She had a matching plaid over her Regency dress. She couldn't wait to start reeling.
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Date: 2008-10-20 09:28 am (UTC)"Well I'll be..." Mulder said.
Youngish!Albus's eyes twinkled madly. "Me too!"
The door opened and a bespectacled young face popped out jack-in-the-box fashion. He grinned. "Oh hello! You lot again. S'up?" He dashed across, picked up Youngish!Albus's map and threw on trendy glasses to peer at it. "Oh," he groaned. "No, no, no. You don't want to go there. Horrible. Just wind. And sheep. And everything is poisonous. The odd cowboy--and I domean odd!" He elbowed Younish!Albus conspiratorially before regarding Will over the tops of his glasses. "And did I mention the sheep?"
"We have no choice. I have to rescue my ward, Elizabeth."
"Ahhhhh!" The Doctor sighed. "A rescue! Hmm, tricky things, those. Suppose the lady doesn't want to be rescued? Let's check the TARDIS scanner, shall we? After you." He gestured in a sweeping bow to the tall blue box.
The door was ajar, Will noted. "Ye have a Time Turner?"
The Doctor grinned boyishly. "You could call it that. Science and magic, magic and science. That's the trouble you see. Advanced science does tend to look like magic to more primitive societies. Hazel," he called to the ceiling, hands deep in his pockets, "Knock it off. Time Lord, remember, not Stargate-hopping archaeologist."
A distant giggle and faint 'Sorry' made the Doctor positively beam. "It'll only take a second."
Mulder was the first one inside.
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