There is, in fact, a Doctor. She's been spending rather a lot* of time in her TARDIS trying to fix her.

It hasn't worked so well.

And thus, she finally emerges from her cocoon to have a look about the place, and is utterly botherable by anyone who wishes to bother.

*Translation: Pretty much all of it, really.

On another bit of grass much like every other bit of grass in the area sat a TARDIS that... well, it was blue, box-like, and rather like every other blue, box-like TARDIS that had ever existed. The number of such TARDISes was probably still technically one, no matter how many there ever looked to be, but the point remained. Though where the point ( Read more... )

There was a creak and the soft sound of shoes stepping out of a blue box standing completely not innocuously in the middle of the street ( Read more... )

Fitz made his grand entrance with the usual amount of dignity- he fell right on his arse ( Read more... )