[Rose's voice sounds panicked. More than that she sounds a bit terrified and on the edge of falling apart]

Anyone seen the Doctor last night or today? Didn't come home and his coat, screw driver--they're missing. I--I can't find 'im on the map.

[There's a pause before Rose speaks again]

M'worried 'bout him.

One of the things that most people ought to know about Penelope Lane is that she has, probably, the world's worst luck. Which world that may be is somewhat foggy at this point given her current 'Trapped In A Crazy People Zoo' status, but the bad luck is just as vivid as ever. If getting blown up wasn't enough, the quiet disappearances of the only ( Read more... )

Spike first realizes something's different when he sits down and finds the comfortable chair that had been behind him is completely gone, replaced by… nothing. He sits down hard and looks up and around. "What the hell?" he says. He slowly stands up, ready to make a move at any moment. Someone's going to show up soon, and he's going to be ready for ( Read more... )

The Sea Breeze cocktail is cool in Lorne's hand. Oh, sweet mama, he needs this. Needs the taste of cranberry, grapefruit, and vodka doing a tango on his tongue. He lifts the glass to his lips and -

It's gone?! Oh, somebody is going to pay for this, big time -

Wait a second. He's not in that crappy karaoke bar off Route 66 anymore. "What is ( Read more... )

Finally, the healing trance ends ( Read more... )

The shot opens with that of Balthazar before a mirror, gaze artfully downcast as he fastens his tablet to the breast pocket of his suit. When he raises his eyes, the briefest flare of red may be visible over his irises, as if someone had taken his picture with the flash close to the lens. Or, of course, if you are of a certain supernaturally ( Read more... )

"Hi, I'm Buffy. I'm looking for a-- ugh ( Read more... )

Penelope turns on her tablet feed to show her sprawled in a brocaded armchair, her ginormous cat draped over her lap in a manner that might indicate his status as an ex-cat if it weren't for the occasional twitch of his tail and the constant low rumble of purr coming from his general direction. She, for once, isn't smoking, but she is twirling a ( Read more... )

When the tablet clicks on, Enfys is still fiddling with it and only half in view; it looks like she's on the floor in the library in Wayne Manor, which probably means that the knees briefly visible on the sofa behind her belong to Bruce. When she has the tablet set up properly on the table, he isn't in view any more but she is (beaming) and it ( Read more... )

Today on this the glorious fifteenth of April, Taxon has been in business for a full year- and so a celebration is in order, or so apparently think the hamster overlords in charge of tweaking their citizens.

The Palais Garnier is a beautiful place thus far mostly neglected by everyone who isn't its very lovely current owner, and that is a ( Read more... )