#riverspxilers

He was only here because he’d heard that his wife, River, would be here. Of course she would, this was an art exhibit that was worth millions, the art had been stolen from the Sisters of Time thousands of years ago, by a space pirate who went by the name of ‘Paulo de French’. He’d been a man scorned, someone that stole from women all over the universe only to sell the art and fund his adventures around the universe. Of course, the Sisters didn’t exist anymore and the art was now being held in a secure gallery called ‘Memory of Moon’.

Olivia Moon had been a woman of her time, having had her toes in everything, from universe politics to women’s rights. She’d bought the collections at a gruesome cost, not only paying millions, but ending up paying with her life when someone had broken into her home that night and killed the poor woman. Her sister Madison had made sure her wishes had been fulfilled, opening the gallery in Olivia’s name. But what he knew would bring River here was  one particular painting that was worth a fortune, priceless really. The paint had been made from the magical ashes of a priest named Orlo Velric’, that and pure gold leaf and diamond dust. It was said that whomever held the art, held the power to see the future and for the first time ever it was being displayed.

“Don’t read that terrible book if you like being sane.”

He never listened. Often times, Indy wished he had. It wasn’t like it was a book that was going to bring about the end of the world, or something as fanatical, but it certainly was boring. Siting back with a huff, Indy closed the text rather pointedly, even though it earned him a few chastising looks. This was an incredibly dull lecture that he was regretting agreeing to attend. The director of the museum he was interning for had suggested he sit through the next public lecture being given, and even though he’d been warned against it by other colleagues, he went anyway.

Terrible mistake.

“I’VE FELT LIKE THAT, A LOT OF TIMES,” she answered, squeezing river’s hand a little & trying to comfort her. “but as the time goes by, i learnt that you’ve just got to live with all the things you did. all of them made you the person who you are now.”

“Henry my love, could you set the table?” River asked the child who had entered the kitchen.

“Okay mum,” He nodded, starting to set the table for her.

its 10 pm, her evening shift is over, time for some early night fun, she has 3 hours time before  ghost hour.

What way to start a good night by traveling to a other dimension, the world of the doctor, its easy when you have a tardis, a new one. She landed in a random restaurant, its a fancy one, she booked a special table for her and Ell, well it has been a while since they got a beautifull night out.

both had beautifull clothes on, she had a 21st century cocktail dress he wore a nice suite, a end 19th century one with a nice crevage,

She landed on Earth, on a mildly busy day. She wasn’t sure of where she was, but she didn’t really care. All she wanted was to see him, and spend time with him.

“Doctor!” She called out, hoping he would walk out from the crowd, surprising her. She never thought of what that could mean to a group of unsuspecting people, but she kept trying, “Doctor! Where are you?”