Arianne Scott

She likes how he looks, handcuffed to the bed and partially bare for her to play with him. Something about him every other day being an adorable yet highly intelligent and powerful dork, she likes to see the roles reversed where she could dominate him instead. She smiles at him under her lashes as she thinks, “Then you’re at my mercy Theta.”, there was something deliciously sinful about the way she spoke that name of his from the academy. After awhile of traveling with each other, he had trusted her with such a secret. She never betrayed him.

His pants with his shoes and socks come next, a quick motion as it would quickly become boring and boring, she wouldn’t allow. After such an action, her body brushed against his with skin against skin. Each time she brushed against him, he could feel the red lace of her bra as she kissed up his legs. She glances at him with mischief in her eyes, getting higher to a certain place. Her hand travels upward to rub teasingly around his thighs and she nips like a kitten at his knee’s.

“Tell me what you want… in detail if you will.”, she taunts seductively.

@thedoctornumber11

“Take it as some people have bad costumes and others , well sorry we cant actually be aliens, Disney characters and hot supernatural beings.”, she commented, the later part being of an adorable sass remark. “People like being things they are not.”, she states the obvious as she walks around with him at her side. No one took notice of Beautiful and the box in question locked her doors for her silly timelord and new human. @thedoctornumber11

One would think of certain objects as their baby for how precious the thing was to the person so she could understand the Tardis was of importance to Theta- The Doctor. She shook her head at her thoughts, What was with her brain and this knowledge she would get? Not knowing how importance but knowing the Tardis was, she nodded at the Doctor’s words, nothing needing to be said at the current moment. As soon as they reach the beautiful blue box, she gets inside with him, watching his movements.

@thedoctornumber11

“I’m sure you do, ya dork.”, she teased as she followed him out.

She speaks after Theta, “He is not lying. He can be crazy, especially more so when it comes against threats. I wouldn’t mess with him.”, came convincingly.

“I want to know what you are doing on this planet?” he asked, “And with the people you’ve abducted.”

“So that gives just reason for you to take people against their will, hurt them until nothing is left all so you can .. what?”, she speaks aloud, disgust and anger obvious through her tone, “get faster with your ship?”

A soft breath leaves her lips and she can hear the genuine-ness in his words. She can see he isn’t lying to her but she is hesitant to fully believe as the last time she saw Regina, the woman had been an enemy. She slowly nods, her hands coming together for her fingers to play anxiously together. “Once these people heal me the best they can, get me out of here and I can explain everything I can. As I said before, Regina specifically wiped your memories long before the curse. That's why they didn’t come back when the curse broke. The curse didn’t cause the memories to be wiped because they were gone before that ever hit.”

One would think of certain objects as their baby for how precious the thing was to the person so she could understand the Tardis was of importance to Theta- The Doctor. She shook her head at her thoughts, What was with her brain and this knowledge she would get? Not knowing how importance but knowing the Tardis was, she nodded at the Doctor’s words, nothing needing to be said at the current moment. As soon as they reach the beautiful blue box, she gets inside with him, watching his movements.

@thedoctornumber11

“I’m sure you do, ya dork.”, she teased as she followed him out.

She speaks after Theta, "He is not lying. He can be crazy, especially more so when it comes against threats. I wouldn't mess with him.", came convincingly.

“Take it as some people have bad costumes and others , well sorry we cant actually be aliens, Disney characters and hot supernatural beings.”, she commented, the later part being of an adorable sass remark. “People like being things they are not.”, she states the obvious as she walks around with him at her side. No one took notice of Beautiful and the box in question locked her doors for her silly timelord and new human. @thedoctornumber11

She scoffs but it’s in a good way because it’s like that sound you make to start laughing. Look of agreement in her eyes, she grinned back with him. “You know it’s weird. World goes to hell yet we still manage to find things. It’s a blessing that there are still good things in the world.” She tilted her head as she glances at him out the corner of her eyes, she had been with Glenn and the others since the Quarry. How is because she had been close with Amy and Andrea. Not sister’s but friends rather. To her, Glenn was a best friend.

“I remember that.”, she laughed as she moved further into the car as he had to help him. “One usually needs a prince charming to save them but not her, she can handle herself.”, she continues, “You two are good together you know. Some people can’t overcome things because what the things are is too hard for them to bear or they drift apart or.. they die or..”, she rambles as she and him get the rest out of the car. “a lot of things could happen that have two people not together anymore.”, she shrugs. She thinks of all Glenn and Maggie have been through, what they all had.

“But you two, you both work through your problems, overcome ones that are thrown in because you two are strong enough and refuse to let it break anything apart. The love, the care you two hold for each other. A bonus is you both having your funny moments, your sassy ones, you two being badasses. I ship it so hard.”, came the dorky after thought. She had told Glenn a long time ago what shipping was and sometimes she would say that just to tease and bring the smile she loves so much on his face when he thinks of Maggie. @halfpintkay

“Honestly, what’s the point of living if we don’t have something to give us hope?” Glenn asked with a shrug. “I mean what’s the point of surviving if we don’t hold on to the idea of a better future…this apocalypse can’t last forever.” 

“I was the one who needed saving..I was such an idiot back there. Always allowing everyone to get me into danger and me being the willing fool and volunteering for most of my solo runs,” he shook his head. “To be honest since we’ve gotten here we’ve been fighting a lot more than we used to, but it’s over little things and somehow we usually end up laughing about something after a while,” he shrugged. “Leave it to me to find the love of my life after the world ends..” 

She agreed with him. One way or another, you had to have something to hold onto. Amongst so much darkness, you had to find a light. Somewhere and somehow, there had to be something good left to make you want to fight the dark. She nods at his question though such one didn't have to have an answer as she helps him take out everything from the car that they had gotten. Others would come along to help them put the things where they should be, walking involved with her and Glenn, others..

Also, considering the fact that with the whole world's population dwindling down when the world went to shit, it was unknown how many survivors were out there aside from the ones they knew. Eventually at some point, the undead would die out and the survivors left had to rebuild from what was lost. She seems to speak this though her facial expression and her eyes when she asks such questions. She and Glenn were the type of close friends that could communicate through looks alone.

"Things we may never expect at certain times make what happened worth it because without it, we may never have met them.", she remarks wisely, glancing up at the sky with a hand on her hip, taking the time for a breath and enjoying the sun on her face. She turns to him, "We all change from who we used to be Glenn, whether that's for better or for worse. Despite the horror of what happened to our lives, we all, we became a family. I almost wouldn't have it any other way."

An amused laugh slips from her lips when he says that with a shake of his head. "Definitely Ross and Rachel. You both have that level headed seriousness they do but you don't let life and it's hard times take away how sassy and fiery you can be. Plus you both like them would do anything for your loved ones and care for them dearly." she remembers that show. She and her mom used to watch that... she missed her. She shakes her head from her thoughts.

((OOC: @evilangelqueen liked this thing for something slightly sexy))

Glancing from the object in her hand to back at him, a smirk trails it’s way across her lips as she shrugs, responding easily, “Many times in your past, you seem to be subdued one way or another.”, she makes her way over to him, a simple brush past of her chest against his arm. She whispers in his ear, a hand snaking it’s way to rest atop one of his shoulders, “One would think you like being restrained Doctor.”, she slowly pulls back from him to give a cheeky wink when tilting her head, “Want to give it a try? If you’re a good boy, i’ll let you use them on me.” This last comment has her slowly walking back with a mischievous look in her green eyes, waiting for him to make a move.

Soft light footsteps and clear on his echo from the ground as they walk beside each other. She glances his way, a smile forming across her face in return when seeing his. “Whatever it is, Beautiful is perfect in everything.”, she compliments. What would seem like above is a beeping noise like the Tardis happily accepts her praise. The door to the bedroom enters and it seems perfect. The bed is soft looking and feeling as silk in the middle of the room, lights twinkling on the ceiling from above and dressers in corners of the room.

“You are going to pleasure me until I cum. If somehow I don’t reach it within a certain time span. I am going to pleasure myself until you beg me to let you out those cuffs so you can do it yourself. But if I do, I will let you go and you can have control.”, she challenged.

His pants with his shoes and socks come next, a quick motion as it would quickly become boring and boring, she wouldn't allow. After such an action, her body brushed against his with skin against skin. Each time she brushed against him, he could feel the red lace of her bra as she kissed up his legs. She glances at him with mischief in her eyes, getting higher to a certain place. Her hand travels upward to rub teasingly around his thighs and she nips like a kitten at his knee's.

"Tell me what you want... in detail if you will.", she taunts seductively.

She shrugs her shoulders, but nodding her head as she looked at their cars then back at him, “Yeah I’m good.”, she replied as a way to tell him that she could. She watches him lock Lux up. She plays with her fingers as she patiently waits before moving to walk with him to her car. Unlocking the car so he could get in the passenger, she slides in the driver side seat. She starts the car up and begins to drive in the direction of the los angeles police department.

Lightly in the background played a rock song quiet enough for them to listen pleasantly but also talk over without it being loud at all. The car drove like a beauty with the soft leather seats. “So what do you do with your life aside managing Lux and being a deputy’s consultant?”, came the questioning remark from her lips, glancing his way with a teasing smile.

@onehellofavacation

Lucifer got into the passenger side thinking on an rare occurrence. Always preferred being the driver as opposed to the passenger. It was an pretty nice car actually for the type it was. Buckling up before stretching his legs out since it was an decent drive to the station. 

She thinks for a few moments on how to respond to his which she then does, "I'm actually an artist.", with an amused chuckle out her lips, "Growing up, I loved seeing the beauty that others could show through their drawing skills or paints. The things they think of and bring to life on canvas or regular paper. We all have our jobs of course, loved ones to see but aside from that, I'm on vacation."

At first he had thought that maybe this woman was one of the Dcotor’s spies or companions but she started to tell him about her amazement of being able to travel through time and space. Obviously she didn’t know Theta then because she’d already know about it, the Doctor liked to show off almost as much as he did. 

At first he was just smirking at her but as she continued on, she sort of started to get to him in a way. He had been through so much and it had driven him to despair and the brink of insanity, he walked a tightrope between genius and madness and it was taking a severe toll on him. While he did forge through and keep going instead of breaking down, every so often he almost fell to his knees and contemplated just giving up. It didn’t happen very often because he kept himself busy, it usually happened in his quieter moments when all he could hear was those infernal drums, as loud as if they were being struck right by his ears.

“I’m not mad,” he corrected her, “they’re real. The noise is real, it’s there! You’re just not listening!”

Of course she would have no idea what he was talking about, as the conversation had not involved the drums at all, but Koschei was extremely sensitive about being accused of insanity of any kind. He automatically assumed she knew about his problem.

She bites her lower lip, eyeing him. What was he? A frown on her face, she slowly walks to him, a few inches separating them. She could see the madness on his face but it was different than what you would see in a disturbed person's mind. In the latter, you could see the madness but in his eyes, she only saw truth. He really believed what he was saying. You would think what is the difference? She felt she could see it because she knew when someone was lying and when another was only deluding themselves.

Something in his later words makes her eyes soften, she almost feels pained for him. Despite his bravado , she could hear the suffering in his voice that before, he tried to hide behind his badassery he must do on a daily basis. She.. she believed him but there was a little problem. Proof perhaps? Her voice is soft, soothing and patient with him. "Show me.", she remarks, not afraid of him in that moment, not like she had been yet. She knew how to defend herself. She speaks this to him, thinking that with what she has seen yet, he is able to help her hear it.

“Come away from there,” he warned her, “it’s called a TARDIS and it’s not just a machine, it’s alive.. it has sentience..”

But he didn’t expect her to be able to comprehend this.

“I can go anywhere in space and time,” he boasted, “I can do anything I want!”

And she was having way too much fun with him.

“What’s so funny?” the Master demanded, “why do you keep smiling like that? What are you up to?”

Eyes crinkled and lips formed a soft frown as she did as she was told, hand slipping from the console so she was farther from it and somewhat by him. It... was alive? She looked at him curiously then around her, a sparkle in her eyes as she took in her surroundings with a new light. She then glances at him. Anyone can do whatever they want without having to make it a declaration like it was something amazing. Didn't make you any special than the next person.

Something about the Master was different though, he intrigued her. "I'm not up to anything.", she almost smiles and it's genuine, "I just..", she tries to think of the words, "Ever since I was a little girl, the idea of traveling through space or being in a different time period , it excited me.", she walks away from him and turns her back, "That at just the flip of a switch or press of a button, you're there and its... wonderful. The unknown before you just waiting at your fingertips.", she turns to him, not intending to ramble, "At first, I thought you were crazy."

"You're different from every body else and it's not because you have the power to let your feet walk your way into new places and new situations with different people and then out again in the blink of an eye.", The lights of the Tardis making his blonde hair shine and his eyes which bore into hers: She could see power, slight madness, curiosity about her maybe, and if she looked even deeper? Pain deeply buried for whatever unknown reason. She doesn't comment on any of what she see's in his eyes.

"It's because under all that madness is a person who can still live their life to the fullest every single day... some of us cant say that because we let certain pains in our life overwhelm us. I know that you of course would have dealt with things but you don't let it break you. You're obviously not human, you're flawed... but you're beautiful." Was such a last word directed at him meant about his beauty , inside or overall a flirtation? Certainly not a flirtation but merely an observation of fact.

((OOC: @evilangelqueen liked this thing for something slightly sexy))

Glancing from the object in her hand to back at him, a smirk trails it’s way across her lips as she shrugs, responding easily, “Many times in your past, you seem to be subdued one way or another.”, she makes her way over to him, a simple brush past of her chest against his arm. She whispers in his ear, a hand snaking it’s way to rest atop one of his shoulders, “One would think you like being restrained Doctor.”, she slowly pulls back from him to give a cheeky wink when tilting her head, “Want to give it a try? If you’re a good boy, i’ll let you use them on me.” This last comment has her slowly walking back with a mischievous look in her green eyes, waiting for him to make a move.

Soft light footsteps and clear on his echo from the ground as they walk beside each other. She glances his way, a smile forming across her face in return when seeing his. “Whatever it is, Beautiful is perfect in everything.”, she compliments. What would seem like above is a beeping noise like the Tardis happily accepts her praise. The door to the bedroom enters and it seems perfect. The bed is soft looking and feeling as silk in the middle of the room, lights twinkling on the ceiling from above and dressers in corners of the room.

"You are going to pleasure me until I cum. If somehow I don't reach it within a certain time span. I am going to pleasure myself until you beg me to let you out those cuffs so you can do it yourself. But if I do, I will let you go and you can have control.", she challenged.

“Take it as some people have bad costumes and others , well sorry we cant actually be aliens, Disney characters and hot supernatural beings.”, she commented, the later part being of an adorable sass remark. “People like being things they are not.”, she states the obvious as she walks around with him at her side. No one took notice of Beautiful and the box in question locked her doors for her silly timelord and new human. @thedoctornumber11

One would think of certain objects as their baby for how precious the thing was to the person so she could understand the Tardis was of importance to Theta- The Doctor. She shook her head at her thoughts, What was with her brain and this knowledge she would get? Not knowing how importance but knowing the Tardis was, she nodded at the Doctor’s words, nothing needing to be said at the current moment. As soon as they reach the beautiful blue box, she gets inside with him, watching his movements.

@thedoctornumber11

"I'm sure you do, ya dork.", she teased as she followed him out.

After that, they started walking down the street, the stars in the night sky twinkling beautifully. They passed houses that each held growing plants for flowers. What could be seen in between the few roads with their houses as they walked was a small pond with a bridge over it and picnic tables systematically placed around it in between.

Tara would see that there are no shops of course: Paradise might be what the future could be but it was the same as Aleksandria. The only difference between the two was that Negan and his Saviors never terrorized or met those of Paradise. That was a brilliant thing.

Tara looked on with a wonderous look on her face. The brunette had been so concerned about Negan that she almost forgot what the sky above her had looked like. She craned her neck up as they walked so she could look at the marvelous sight. “It’s beautiful out.” She commented- she brought her head back down and looked at her tour guide. “You really do have something special here.”

Blonde curls bounce as they aimlessly walk around. "These houses, they've always been here.. Damaged either inside or on the outside, sometimes both. The walls surrounding the entire area that Aaron once described to all of you.. The people who started it and those who have come along since.", she starts in explanation, soft yet clear footsteps as she walked, "Deanna says it was a start since everything of this began but I estimate from people coming along to stay, that fixing the houses took about a year or so because to make them work, we had to find things. We got lucky. The wall took the longest.", she stops, seeing it far into the distance, "When enough people came here, it started being working on. Considering the years that passed since this shit show, it took a few years.", she then glanced at Tara.