Liz had realised something startling over the last few weeks. Sometimes a military mind was necessary. There were a great many scientists here, and that was all well and good, but there were some things they didn't have the answer to. (A great many things, actually, but they were trying their best ( Read more... )

Reinette surveyed the results of her efforts with sharp, judgmental eyes. Several computers of various sizes sat collected on a long table. Pots of both coffee and tea had been prepared Photographs of the night sky, taken each night in succession since the universe first grew dark were placed in a precise pile. Her own notes sat in a leather cache ( Read more... )

Jack was beginning to find ways of fitting in around the house. He'd claimed a couch to sleep on, which suited him just fine until something or somewhere else came up. After a bit of trial and error, he'd managed to get the laundry machines running to get his suit cleaned. And he'd found the liquor cabinet. He'd needed that, after the conversation ( Read more... )

Owen wandered aimlessly around the big house that was meant to be a temporary home for those without lodgings and then finally sat down on a random sofa in the living room. He idly wondered if someone should start a fire since it was getting a touch chilly, but didn't bother to get up again. Instead he just sat there staring at the grate, lost in ( Read more... )

The Doctor hated everything ( Read more... )

The Doctor had exited the TARDIS in search of more information. He'd already learnt from one of his future selves that none of the TARDISes worked, but he still needed details. Somehow, some way there had to be a way to reverse this ( Read more... )

The Doctor had turned his communicator off while he was finishing his book. He'd found the endless chatter distracting. So it's not surprise that he was unaware of the way the situation had changed ( Read more... )