For the first time in a quite a long while, when the Doctor flips on the tablet, he doesn't look his usual smug self. He, in fact, looks quite panicked. He's run from Donna's to Rose's and back, and confirmed exactly what he was afraid of. They're gone ( Read more... )

It was time.

Drusilla had been waiting patiently - for the right moon and the right moment and, most importantly of all, the right people - and, at long last, it was time.

“Little lamb, little lamb
My birthday is here at last!
Little fish, little fish
Do you think I'll get my wish?
Little lamb, little lamb
I wonder how old I am ..?Centuries and ( Read more... )

Ruby looks worse for the wear, and exhausted. She's more than pissed off, demonstrated by her slumping violently into her office chair, and now she slams one of her drawers shut. She sits in silence for a minute or so, and just as she's realizing her folly (feeling strong emotions and giving the fucking hamsters a chance to make her embarrass ( Read more... )

Wesley's absence still nags at her. A festering wound that refuses to heal. It annoys her, how much she's bothered by it ( Read more... )

Training Sam Winchester has been kind of a bitch. Ruby hasn't been able to get any viable reaction out of him since she ambushed him and pushed him to the edge of death which was kind of pathetic when she thought too hard about it. The cuts and bruises had stopped healing slowly on their own, leaving nasty looking discolorations on her skin and the ( Read more... )

It is a great personal triumph for Sam Spade to figure out how to set his tablet to things other than "holo." Granted, he may or may not be able to switch the mode again with any certainty, but still, it's a step in the right direction. He's had quite a few things to think about in the past month, and now that he's getting paid to maintain his ( Read more... )

After this

[ooc: Obviously this is backdated to the night of the Doctor's release from jail. Feel free to run into her at any point in this action or hit up her up with the voice]She runs from the house, full tilt, breathless running because she can't watch him tell her goodbye. Not again. Not after everything she's done and how far she's come. ( Read more... )

So, are we in a lull now? This place is like a fucking soap opera on steroids. And I seem to have missed the party.

[private to sam ↵]Okay, General Crankypants, are you done sulking? We have a training montage to get to. I even found us practice space, bow to my fucking resourcefulness. Why don't we start with seeing if you can track me there. ( Read more... )

Although it was DG that closed her eyes in her bedroom in the Northern Island, it was a witch that opened her eyes several hours later. The Witch, in fact. She had spent centuries lurking in the darkness, waiting for her chance to emerge and plunge the O.Z into shadow. It was a strange twist of fate that had brought her to Taxon, plunging her into ( Read more... )

No one really knew why the dead remained in the land of the living, whether it was by choice or simply an unfortunate fate, just as much as no one really knew if there was really a place to go after life. Mabel certainly had never seen any evidence of it, although she knew better by now to discount it's possible existence. Whatever it was, or could ( Read more... )