"I said 'don't get cross'," the Doctor said, scuttling backwards behind the console and, he hoped, out of reach of a potential slap. "I did say."
"In what way," Donna said, very slowly, "are we, you and me, married? Because I think I'd remember"Firat time we met. You in a white dress. Biodamp ring. Remember? Except - oh, you'll laugh at this - probably - possibly - I sort of made a tiny mistake with the type of biodamper and we're actually legally married in nine-tenths of this part of the galaxy." Donna was quiet, in much the same way that the eye of the hurricane was quiet just before the other side of the storm hit. "Not on Earth, though," he added. "Well, only on Earth between the years 2250 and 5 billion and you look magnificent when you're angry, have I said
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Ace is the first person Martha meets who she already knew. Later there will be others, but Ace is the first. She's come looking for the Brigadier, she says, and she won't settle for seeing Colonel Mace.
"I could murder a drink. Is your shift over? Want to go to the pub?"
Martha finds she has a terrible, burning desire to say I saw you die.
She remembers a woman who grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the back of a motorbike on the outskirts of Edinburgh in the early days. They drove for twenty miles, thunder in their ears and the ground shaking under their feet, before Ace pulled over in a deserted field.
"Cloaking device on the bike," said Ace, by way of greeting, fast and practical. "I know you've got one too, but you could still get blown apart. Sarah Jane told me you'd come this way. You're hard to track down, Martha Jones."
She grinned, and it was beautifully unexpected. For the first time in what felt like a lifetime, Martha felt herself grin back.
He broadcast it live. He did that with all of the companions he caught. He
( ... )
Sarah Jane has a girlfriend. Sarah Jane. Has. A girlfriend. The world's falling down around their ears, evil alien balls with knives are raining down from the sky and *you're* worrying about Sarah Jane having a girlfriend. Typical
( ... )
Romana II/Leelasilly_cleoMay 24 2008, 00:09:10 UTC
Romana was never entirely sure what prompted her to ask Leela to be her bodyguard. Maybe it was that they’d both travelled with the Doctor and having her nearby made that time (and him) seem less far away. Maybe she’d done it because she was afraid that rather than changing Gallifrey, Gallifrey would change her and she hoped Leela would somehow be able to stop that. Which was perfectly ridiculous, of course, as Leela barely knew her and she barely knew Leela. As if it were a bodyguard's place to criticize the Madam President’s behaviour
( ... )
It's not a habit of the Doctor to visit old companions, except when they call him. Maybe it's a lingering anxiety. If, in their future, he was to learn something happened to them, he could no longer do anything to stop it without breaking the laws of time
( ... )
Braxiatel/NarvinpathologizeJune 24 2010, 19:05:07 UTC
Mouth-to-mouth contact was obviously out of the question; each wanted to be free to throw back an insult, and it would be a bit of a task to exchange vitriol while exchanging spit.
Nyssa closed her eyes, sinking a little lower in the bathtub. The hot water felt heavenly, and for the first time in ages she felt completely relaxed. For just a little while, she had nothing to do. The Doctor was working on the TARDIS controls again, Tegan was in the library, and Adric . . . well, she wasn't certain what he was doing, but she suspected it was most likely something that he enjoyed. [. . .]
Jenny/The Master (Simm)ficcionesMarch 5 2009, 17:58:12 UTC
Stockholm Syndrome was a human psychological response which was discarded as pop psychology centuries before she was born, so Jenny had never heard of it. All she knew was that the Master wouldn't let her out, and that ropes really, really hurt when they're left on your wrists for too long.
She did not understand. She was not a prisoner of war, the Master said as much. He didn't want to torture her for information, because what information could she possibly have? He said she was his hostage. She was a weapon of a game - a war game, that's how she saw it, and when she suggested that there was something in his eyes - and that game put her father as the Master's opposition
( ... )
If he'd been twenty years younger, he'd have said that Dr. Martha Jones was very attractive, but, he reminds himself sternly, he's pushing sixty and Harry Sullivan isn't that sort of a man
( ... )
"I said 'don't get cross'," the Doctor said, scuttling backwards behind the console and, he hoped, out of reach of a potential slap. "I did say."
"In what way," Donna said, very slowly, "are we, you and me, married? Because I think I'd remember"Firat time we met. You in a white dress. Biodamp ring. Remember? Except - oh, you'll laugh at this - probably - possibly - I sort of made a tiny mistake with the type of biodamper and we're actually legally married in nine-tenths of this part of the galaxy." Donna was quiet, in much the same way that the eye of the hurricane was quiet just before the other side of the storm hit. "Not on Earth, though," he added. "Well, only on Earth between the years 2250 and 5 billion and you look magnificent when you're angry, have I said ( ... )
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"I could murder a drink. Is your shift over? Want to go to the pub?"
Martha finds she has a terrible, burning desire to say I saw you die.
She remembers a woman who grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the back of a motorbike on the outskirts of Edinburgh in the early days. They drove for twenty miles, thunder in their ears and the ground shaking under their feet, before Ace pulled over in a deserted field.
"Cloaking device on the bike," said Ace, by way of greeting, fast and practical. "I know you've got one too, but you could still get blown apart. Sarah Jane told me you'd come this way. You're hard to track down, Martha Jones."
She grinned, and it was beautifully unexpected. For the first time in what felt like a lifetime, Martha felt herself grin back.
He broadcast it live. He did that with all of the companions he caught. He ( ... )
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Disturbing Conversations :: 883 words
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Methods for World Peace (~2000 words)
Requests: Leela/Rodan, Straxus/Lucie Miller, Narvin/Leela (fixed because I forgot to type down my second two requests)
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She did not understand. She was not a prisoner of war, the Master said as much. He didn't want to torture her for information, because what information could she possibly have? He said she was his hostage. She was a weapon of a game - a war game, that's how she saw it, and when she suggested that there was something in his eyes - and that game put her father as the Master's opposition ( ... )
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