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Who: Ashley Corman, metacrisis of Lucy and the Master
Fandom: Doctor Who
Type: AU Original
Notes: Because Ash is the closest I have to a female muse, dammit, and I want to play one right now for some reason. This version of Ash lived in Japan briefly, before the UK discovered him and demanded he be turned over to UNIT. t_eyla and I's human!Doctor and human!Master got him out of UNIT custody (well, the Doctor did. The Master wishes Ash would bugger off and die) after UNIT fucked up a standard heart surgery, killing him on the operating table. He managed a minor regeneration (also on the table, freaking UNIT out), without any appearance change-but it ate most of his memories. He knows who the Doctor and the Master are, and that he DNW. He currently works for UNIT in London, in charge of a technical writing bureau. Woo, good times. Also, yes, I saw Sweeney Todd recently. Doodeedoo.
A small blond man, dressed all in white and pale gray and very strongly resembling a certain Time Lord (and/or time-traveling DCI/DI), whistles as he rattles through the cubbyholes and cabinets of today's Embassy find-an old-fashioned barber's parlor, complete with dark wood and straight razors, strops and fine bristle brushes and several ornate, black-leather-upholstered reclining barber's chairs. Several windows to one side have been thrown open-the light that streams in seems out of place with the dark interior, as does the breeze and the scent of fresh air.
The man doesn't seem to notice the incongruity. He's having too much fun taking count of all of the lovely old straight razors in the room, and whistling snatches from Sondheim's Sweeney Todd to himself.
Fandom: Doctor Who
Type: AU Original
Notes: Because Ash is the closest I have to a female muse, dammit, and I want to play one right now for some reason. This version of Ash lived in Japan briefly, before the UK discovered him and demanded he be turned over to UNIT. t_eyla and I's human!Doctor and human!Master got him out of UNIT custody (well, the Doctor did. The Master wishes Ash would bugger off and die) after UNIT fucked up a standard heart surgery, killing him on the operating table. He managed a minor regeneration (also on the table, freaking UNIT out), without any appearance change-but it ate most of his memories. He knows who the Doctor and the Master are, and that he DNW. He currently works for UNIT in London, in charge of a technical writing bureau. Woo, good times. Also, yes, I saw Sweeney Todd recently. Doodeedoo.
A small blond man, dressed all in white and pale gray and very strongly resembling a certain Time Lord (and/or time-traveling DCI/DI), whistles as he rattles through the cubbyholes and cabinets of today's Embassy find-an old-fashioned barber's parlor, complete with dark wood and straight razors, strops and fine bristle brushes and several ornate, black-leather-upholstered reclining barber's chairs. Several windows to one side have been thrown open-the light that streams in seems out of place with the dark interior, as does the breeze and the scent of fresh air.
The man doesn't seem to notice the incongruity. He's having too much fun taking count of all of the lovely old straight razors in the room, and whistling snatches from Sondheim's Sweeney Todd to himself.