Fic: "Out of Tune" (TenII/Rose | PG)

Feb 25, 2009 18:33

Title: Out of Tune
Author: aibhinn
Pairing: TenII/Rose
Spoilers: JE
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. Not making any money. Please not to sue me.
Author's Note: Written for round 1.06 of writerinatardis. Prompt: you must use the given opening line.

It was on the planet with the purple sky and the orange grass that it all started to fall apart.

'What's wrong with her?' )

writer in a tardis, ten ii, rose, ten ii/rose, fic, doctor who

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stillxmyxheart February 26 2009, 03:08:01 UTC
Oh, I liked this very much. Everything about it was so fantastic, well done!

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wiggiemomsi February 26 2009, 03:23:31 UTC
I must say, I'm rather fond of Ten II. He's Time Lord enough to act superior and condescending, but human enough to realize his rudeness to Rose and apologize.

Nice Doctor moment: "He passed the time imagining what combination of elements might have caused the moon's rock to glow so orange. A mixture of sulfur and iron, perhaps? Yellow and red together could cause an orangey cast to the stone . . . ."

This is a very engrossing little fic, with an interesting plot; I like the fact that Rose still had enough Vortex in her to heal the new little TARDIS.

Nice touch, bringing up the Doctor's "other" TARDIS: "... this-an influx of power from her older sister, to help balance out the foreign Vortex energy from this universe, an energy she had never been bred to work with."

*Hugs*

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thistwilight February 26 2009, 03:29:22 UTC
All together now: Aaaaaawwwwwww. :D Very nice.

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stargater February 26 2009, 04:27:18 UTC
I liked this very much too, it was great! :)

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mithrel February 26 2009, 05:19:39 UTC
Aaaaw, this was so cute!

The TARDIS was hurting . . . and he didn't know how to heal her.

A questing tendril of awareness crept into his brain, and he soothed it automatically. The TARDIS didn't know what was wrong with her either; like a small child with an upset stomach, she knew only that something was wrong and she didn't like the sensation.

It's all right, he sent, in feelings rather than words. I'll sort it.

*snif* The poor Doctor, so worried about the TARDIS and helpless to do anything...

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