Title: 'Brass'
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: G
They huddled behind a stout pillar, cautiously peeking around it. The TARDIS was thirty meters away, at least. And their pursuers were everywhere.
Strangely, though, none seemed to be between them and the TARDIS.
"This looks like our golden opportunity," the Doctor whispered.
"I hope you're right," River muttered.
Only ten meters into their dash, they found themselves surrounded by armed foes, trapped back to back, their hands up in the air.
"I thought you said something about that being our golden opportunity," River snapped over her shoulder.
The Doctor winced. "Did I say golden? Perhaps I meant tarnished brass."
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: G
They huddled behind a stout pillar, cautiously peeking around it. The TARDIS was thirty meters away, at least. And their pursuers were everywhere.
Strangely, though, none seemed to be between them and the TARDIS.
"This looks like our golden opportunity," the Doctor whispered.
"I hope you're right," River muttered.
Only ten meters into their dash, they found themselves surrounded by armed foes, trapped back to back, their hands up in the air.
"I thought you said something about that being our golden opportunity," River snapped over her shoulder.
The Doctor winced. "Did I say golden? Perhaps I meant tarnished brass."
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Date: 2020-04-25 02:47 am (UTC)