Sultry Heat

Jul 04, 2007 15:43

Rose was more than willing to follow wherever the Doctor led, eager even.  Usually that meant excitement, danger and running for your life, and in one case hopping for their lives.

But this time, following the Doctor, her hand firmly grasped in his larger one, she was more than simply eager to follow, she was trembling with the NEED to go where he ( Read more... )

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[Martha] fikgirl July 12 2007, 21:31:44 UTC
"Like what?" Martha asked. She fell easily into step beside Rose, taking the opportunity to enjoy the scenery. Eventually, they would get out of this, the Doctor always came through, and until then she'd settle back for this adventure. "Possessive and protective and proud like ( ... )

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[Rose] purplerhino July 13 2007, 00:30:02 UTC
"The possessive I could do without, yeah. I dunno. He's not the type to... tell everyone and sundry bout the Time Tot. Hell, t'was Jack that shouted to the whole lot that he was gonna be an uncle." Rose tried to shrug it off. "And protective and proud I don't mind so much, but he wasn't exactly being protective as territorial. Like a dog an’ I was the bone. I can feel his emotions when he’s not blockin’ me. Lately anyway ( ... )

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[Martha] fikgirl July 13 2007, 01:18:24 UTC
Rose dumped more information on Martha than she could possibly process. Her brain scrambled to keep up as they walked and Rose was more than happy to keep talking. Part of her felt sympathy with Rose's indignation but another part of her wanted to take the younger woman - (A shop girl who didn't do her A-levels, that's who Rose Tyler is) - by the shoulders and shake her until her teeth rattled ( ... )

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[Rose] purplerhino July 13 2007, 01:56:42 UTC
“Wish we knew where. We can’t even totally pinpoint when because of the temporal bubble. 2004 seems the year, but months, even the Doctor is fuzzy on.” Rose gestured to the camp. “We’ve been on this island a month. This camp… a week. A lot of the people were survivors of a plane crash. Flight 815. At the same time they crashed, the Tardis ended up here. She was drained to the last dreg of power. Ripley showed up at the same moment,” Rose pointed out the rangy woman over where the volleyball game was breaking up. “She’s from an alternate future, and she’s half alien. Seems like whoever runs this place is collecting people. You lot seem to be the latest group ( ... )

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