Teetering on the brink of regeneration before his last arrival in the village, the Doctor presumed his return would take him back to that very moment in his timeline. He expected the view of the intimately familiar ceiling of the TARDIS, but his first glimpse of an existence outside the reach of Haurvatat turned out much less inviting a scene ( Read more... )

[ooc: continuing on from this, I couldn't let the situation linger without one more fic. I might be a little obsessed. Written to basically bring a conclusion to the plot and to cheer myself up with very very literal fluff.]

( Tegan huffed, touching her palms against the roundel-lined wall which dared sit in a doorway's place at the end of the corridor. )

[ooc: a brief little drabbly thing, inspired by some RL stuff]

"You're the Doctor? I thought you'd be older!"The barrage begins, checkmarks ticked off on a list of well-meaning but ultimately belittling mentions. Older. Taller. Trimmer. Imperious. Assertive. A reputation bears much more weight than a singular man can haul himself, even when he ( Read more... )

[ooc: inspired by a line from Judgement of Isskar. Pure, inconsequential fluff. :D]

( It occurred to Nyssa late one evening within the TARDIS, after hours spent with Tegan and Adric, that this must be what having siblings was like. )

[ooc - Wrote this a while back, but am amused enough to post it here.]"But babe!" Zaphod flashed his pearly whites, both sets, in Trillian's direction, hoping to catch her attention ( Read more... )

After this.

( The TARDIS always knew when her silence sent the clearest messages )