The decorations are simple this year ( Read more... )

Sometimes when the TARDIS refused to work, she needed a bit of a tune-up. Sometimes a gentle thump was all it took. Sometimes she was being a temperamental old mother hen and he had to go get a sandwich and maybe some tea, and when he came back she'd be ready to go again. Even on a couple occasions it had taken crossing his eyes, sticking his ( Read more... )

"5008. Not 2008, 5008." Missing a destination by a few years of a few miles was something he was well used to. Missing by three thousand years and most of a galaxy was strange even for him. No matter how many button he pushed or levers he tweaked nothing changed. His rubber mallet, unused for decades, didn't even do anything. Apparently he ( Read more... )

Fitz, being Fitz, had very little to do at all. And when he had nothing to do, he tended to find ways to amuse himself and possibly annoy others. Which is what he's doing now, sitting sprawled on a convenient sofa in the living room with his guitar, crooning at just the right volume to be heard everywhere, just vaguely, and possibly driving people ( Read more... )

Manisha was taking advantage of the day's sunshine to tinker with her Time Hopper. She was still dead frustrated by the inability to travel through time, and all of the Doctors' inabilities to explain what the hell the problem was ( Read more... )

Jack was beginning to find ways of fitting in around the house. He'd claimed a couch to sleep on, which suited him just fine until something or somewhere else came up. After a bit of trial and error, he'd managed to get the laundry machines running to get his suit cleaned. And he'd found the liquor cabinet. He'd needed that, after the conversation ( Read more... )

At first, there's a pastel-ish sort of golden-rose glow that's always been a bit embarrassingly effeminate. It spreads quite a bit before anything else shows up, but after a while a man saunters out of the bright apex and the lights fade away ( Read more... )

Owen wandered aimlessly around the big house that was meant to be a temporary home for those without lodgings and then finally sat down on a random sofa in the living room. He idly wondered if someone should start a fire since it was getting a touch chilly, but didn't bother to get up again. Instead he just sat there staring at the grate, lost in ( Read more... )

The Doctor hated everything ( Read more... )

The Doctor had exited the TARDIS in search of more information. He'd already learnt from one of his future selves that none of the TARDISes worked, but he still needed details. Somehow, some way there had to be a way to reverse this ( Read more... )