Dec. 11th, 2010

[identity profile] fantastic-nine.livejournal.com
There was a soft pop as the Doctor apparated back into a hallway of Gryffindor. He was drained both physically and emotionally; the Master had seen to that. Given the late hour, he had hoped the House would have been quiet. He sensed him before he spoke, that odd sense of permanence.

"Doctor?"

"Hello Jack," his voice was soft, wearied.

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[identity profile] iam-beowulf.livejournal.com
Hey all - Since I didn't post a last-call note here yesterday, I'll post it here today and delay giving assignments until tomorrow. Don't feel pressured to add anyone else -- I just didn't want to leave anyone out if they wanted to join in. *g*

Sign-up post is here


ETA: All assignments have been made and e-mails/PMs have gone out, as of 10:30 PM Eastern time on December 12. If you signed up and you haven't received an assignment, PM or e-mail Beowulf's player.
[identity profile] ancient-adam.livejournal.com
It had taken Methos a bit longer than expected, but he did manage to procure two bottles of Falernian wine of a decent vintage. He sent a house elf off to deliver a message to the man.. alien.. whatever he was. The debt was a few centuries old, but he wasn't one to back out of an agreement.. most of the time.

An old house elf appeared at the door to the Master's room, holding a note.

There are two bottles, even a decent Austerum, as promised, over in Ravenclaw. 
-M

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