“What would you have done if we had been trapped on that ship forever?”
Nyssa was sitting on her bed, legs swinging, and Tegan looked up in surprise when she spoke. She’d asked it in a perfectly normal voice, as if it was a perfectly normal question. No different to inquiring about the weather or wondering aloud what outfit she should wear today.
“I don’t know.”
What was she supposed to say? It was all over now, anyway. Tegan didn’t particularly want to dwell on it. The Brigadier had been returned to his own time, with his memories fully restored and, as usual, the Doctor had swept away just as suddenly as he’d arrived.
Sometimes his detachment alarmed Tegan, but, the more time she spent with him, the more she came to understand why it was necessary. He’d been willing to give up his regenerations to save her and Nyssa, but they’d never speak about it again. Couldn’t speak about it again. It would be too hard
( ... )
Romana I/Romana IIjaneturenneMarch 23 2011, 06:40:04 UTC
“Romana! Crossing your own timestream. I knew you’d turn out all right in the end.”
“Hello, Doctor,” says Romana, with a smile. “However did you recognize me?”
“Oh, I have a bit of a knack for these things, you know, very simple once you’ve got the hang of it. Look, Romana,” he says, turning to the woman on the other side of the console, “say hello to yourself.”
“Charmed,” says the younger Romana, carefully looking herself over.
“Hello,” says Romana, with a smile. “I’m sure you’ll both be wondering what I’m doing here.”
“I was just saying to myself, wasn’t I just saying to myself, yes, I was just saying to myself, ‘What is Romana doing here,’ I was saying, wasn’t I
( ... )
Romana II/William ShakespearejaneturenneMay 19 2011, 23:24:23 UTC
"Romana, this is Will Shakespeare," says the Doctor. "Very old friend of mine, Will. I'm going to save him from witches someday, or so he tells me. Will, this is the Lady Fred of Gallifrey, but you can call her Romana
( ... )
"It's - it's not easy," she says, suddenly. Hex turns to her, curiosity written all over his face. They're in the library: favourite refuge after a bloody battle, a victory that feels more like a loss. Ace has just said goodbye to Louis, down an arm and both eyes. She has her head on Hex's shoulder, and he's trying to keep his own head empty and ready to listen.
"This life," she starts again, a few moments later. "They all die, Hex." She closes her eyes and curls up into him; he puts a careful arm around her shoulder.
"It's okay," he says, and squeezes her shoulder tighter. She exhales sharply: a frustrated sound.
"It's not," she replies, voice sharp and fierce. "Everyone I love, Hex. I can't face seeing it happen any more. I can't lose - " She breaks off at that, and quickly tips her head back, parts her lips, as if she might change her mind and has to act fast. He blinks at her for several long, breathless moments, until she grins and leans up several inches to kiss him
( ... )
Ben/PollysmallearthcatFebruary 16 2009, 05:25:04 UTC
Polly was used to being pursued. Before she met the Doctor, she was used to men going after her, but she had never much cared. She had a good job and good friends, and she didn't need the complications she knew a man would bring to her life. And then she had met Ben
( ... )
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Nyssa was sitting on her bed, legs swinging, and Tegan looked up in surprise when she spoke. She’d asked it in a perfectly normal voice, as if it was a perfectly normal question. No different to inquiring about the weather or wondering aloud what outfit she should wear today.
“I don’t know.”
What was she supposed to say? It was all over now, anyway. Tegan didn’t particularly want to dwell on it. The Brigadier had been returned to his own time, with his memories fully restored and, as usual, the Doctor had swept away just as suddenly as he’d arrived.
Sometimes his detachment alarmed Tegan, but, the more time she spent with him, the more she came to understand why it was necessary. He’d been willing to give up his regenerations to save her and Nyssa, but they’d never speak about it again. Couldn’t speak about it again. It would be too hard ( ... )
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“Hello, Doctor,” says Romana, with a smile. “However did you recognize me?”
“Oh, I have a bit of a knack for these things, you know, very simple once you’ve got the hang of it. Look, Romana,” he says, turning to the woman on the other side of the console, “say hello to yourself.”
“Charmed,” says the younger Romana, carefully looking herself over.
“Hello,” says Romana, with a smile. “I’m sure you’ll both be wondering what I’m doing here.”
“I was just saying to myself, wasn’t I just saying to myself, yes, I was just saying to myself, ‘What is Romana doing here,’ I was saying, wasn’t I ( ... )
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"This life," she starts again, a few moments later. "They all die, Hex." She closes her eyes and curls up into him; he puts a careful arm around her shoulder.
"It's okay," he says, and squeezes her shoulder tighter. She exhales sharply: a frustrated sound.
"It's not," she replies, voice sharp and fierce. "Everyone I love, Hex. I can't face seeing it happen any more. I can't lose - " She breaks off at that, and quickly tips her head back, parts her lips, as if she might change her mind and has to act fast. He blinks at her for several long, breathless moments, until she grins and leans up several inches to kiss him ( ... )
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