Another 3 am

It was hard to say how long they'd been here, now.

A few years (a few minutes), it felt like ( Read more... )

[ Note: This is the bit of RP to start the merge of Donna Noble with canon. It's about 8300 words long, and was written slowly in Google Docs for the past two weeks, so is in narrative form. If you have trouble following who's who, lemme know and I'll try to clarify it somehow.]

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Some days it just seemed easier to lounge about in bed and pretend the world didn’t exist. Some days when Donna felt that failure was too hard to cope with. Those mornings lasted for all of about twenty seconds. Just until she heard the sound of the Doctor tinkering about, or felt that slight pressure when she felt for a moment she wasn’t alone ( Read more... )

The Doctor awoke in the middle of the night, startled from his sleep by a strange dream. It had felt more like a memory, really, but the meat of it was slipping away from him, even now. Donna was soundly asleep next to him, but he got out of bed and got dressed as quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb her ( Read more... )

I told you lot this would happen. Never listen to me, do you? Shag shag fight, fight fight shag. Now we're without ninety nine percent of the bloody universe!

And who mucked about with my TARDIS?