Everything was set up and ready for his guests. The TARDIS had the movie set up to play on the big screen TV in his lounge room. There was a little snack stand and popcorn maker set up in the corner, as well as a slushie machine partnered with a soda machine. In front of the TV was a couch, and multiple recliners, since he was hoping to please his ( Read more... )

Fitz is wandering through Sarah-Jane's yard, looking dejected. He was kicked out! For girl's night out, true, but still. No respect.

He'll probably eventually end up at Thirteen's TARDIS and knock on the door. Guy solidarity or something, right?

Fitz, myself, and my Thirteenth self have successfully located a segment of the Key to Time. What are we meant to do with it now?

And if anyone happens to have a hose we could borrow, it would be appreciated. I don't want to track more mud through the TARDIS. It'd take forever to clean.

Did we miss anything?

The Doctor managed to hook up the core of the Key to Time to the TARDIS's navigation systems to get coordinates. It'd be trial and error at first as she fine-tuned it, but she was pretty certain it would give her something to start with ( Read more... )

The Master raised the communication device. As his voice rang out through the speakers at the other end of the connection, one could almost see the smirk he wore, carried through just in the tone of his voice ( Read more... )

The Doctor has been Giving Fitz Space ( Read more... )

The Doctor has been a tad avoidant lately. Not anti-social, precisely, but she's been keeping to her TARDIS as much as possible.
At present, she's angsting underneath the floor of the Console Room, doing Doctor-ly things and not at all angsting.

A Doctor tries to cheer up her Companion.

Or,
Thar be angst here.

{Timed to before the Alt!Ten-Master fight thread.}

The Doctor had wandered aimlessly around outside for a while, absently enjoying the place and making a short list of things she could do (most of which being about things on her TARDIS she'd been meaning to check on for the last... ooh, decade or so ( Read more... )

Rose sat in the console room, chin in her hand while she watched the Doctor work the controls. It was all so familiar-but-not, in ways she usually tried not to think about. She'd been promising herself there'd be time for that later (and never worried about how much later; later was enough to ease her mind), but it looked like "later" was for the ( Read more... )