Josh had left Mickey with Harry, who'd smiled sadly at him but otherwise been the usual Harry, and gone out to the TARDIS grove to find Kalli's TARDIS. He forgot sometimes that Harry had lost someone, too. Not only lost her, but she'd left her house to Josh. He wondered if that was a slight, but figured Harry was probably content enough to live ( Read more... )

Stepping out of her TARDIS, the young Time Lady allowed her gaze to sweep the immediate area. It had been a couple weeks since she had bothered to step outside, too lost in the TARDIS and her thoughts to even bother. Honestly she had been thinking, trying to figure out what was causing the big problem, instead of focusing on their current one: ( Read more... )

Goodness I'm bored ( Read more... )

So, I've got one of the pieces of the broken Keys to Time currently in my possession.

What am I supposed to do with it?

Stumbling back into the TARDIS Kalli groaned, clutching her bleeding stomach. Hearing the door shut and lock behind her she heaved a pained sigh, knowing she was safe. Making her way slowly over to the console, she leaned heavily against it, panting, eyes drifting shut for a moment. She could feel the TARDIS reaching out to her, trying to help her ( Read more... )

( Private Message for Fred/Romana )

Hey Chuck!

Hey Chuck! The Black Guardian, yeah?

Chuckity, Chuck, Chuck...ers...errr, yeah *drunk giggling*

I've got a friendly friend who likkkeeesss you.

And I just thought you should know.

That she really really really likes yoooou~! And I mean in more than a friends way ( Read more... )

Everyone should know:

I'm in love with a girl named Fred~!

And Sarah Jane?!~I owe you money to buy liquor just so ya knnoow~I kinda drunk a lot.

( And here is a drunken song )

For some reason, Bob had decided to try out what being a boy would be like. Everyone said it was going to be tough, but to be honest, having a body period was tough. And since she hadn't been either one really before, the feeling of being a boy was just as weird as being a girl ( Read more... )

The young Time Lady stood on the porch of Sarah Jane's house. She was wearing jeans and a form fitting vintage pac man shirt, with a light jacket over it. Brown hair was hidden beneath a slate colored beanie, since it was a bit colder outside than she normally liked it. Eyes seemed oddly distant as she gazed out at virtually nothing, seeming ( Read more... )