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Moriarty sat behind his desk. Normally, he wasn't much one for desks or sitting, but today was not a normal day. You see, today was the day he would meet River Song, consulting time traveler. He had some pretty important plans to go over with her, plans that had taken much time and brainpower to form. Since it was him and not some ordinary person, that was saying a lot. To anyone else, his plans would have taken years to form and lifetimes to fulfill. But since it was him, well, it took a few weeks.
As for the contents of the plans, they were absolutely beautiful, everything he ever wished to accomplish and more. Even with his genius, he only understood about half of them, and the rest was up to River to translate.
The plan was centralized around a man called the Doctor. River wasn't very good at sharing information about him, but if even an inkling of what she said was true, then the Doctor would be of great help to them. The way River described him, he sounded so clever and full of himself. Moriarty couldn't wait to break him.
MEMO
To: Jim Moriarty
From: River Song
Subject: The Doctor
Dear Jimmy:
This letter is concerning our recent cooperation, which has resulted in a devious plot to take over the universe. I realize that you would enjoy starting to destroy the Doctor immediately, but I must urge you to wait a few months. His scientific knowledge will be vastly helpful to us, and he will eventually put you in touch with a man I believe you'll rather like.
Until next time,
Melody