With a slightly shaky arrival, the Master stumbles down the ramp, deep thought creasing over his face. This was certainly not the Valiant; he knew every corner of that ship. He pats himself down, specifically checking around his upper chest and glancing over it in surprise after his hands come up clean: no bullet wound, but dried blood within the ( Read more... )

Ianto had just been starting to get used to Taxon when the population had suddenly surged. He wasn't quite sure that was a good thing, but he'd at least started to feel a little more comfortable than he had been to start with ( Read more... )

Hands stuffed in his suit-coat pockets, the Doctor strolls through the streets of Taxon, occasionally striking up a conversation with the newly arrived people in the city, but for the most part he keeps to himself, observing the city with dark eyes and a slow, easy gait. Walking comes easily to the Doctor, probably more than most people. He used ( Read more... )

"Damn it all to hell."

Crack.Wincing, Jack snapped his head to the side, feeling every vertebrae in his neck and back crack back into alignment. That was one thing he hated about transports, they always left you with that full body ache until you could realign yourself ( Read more... )

Once it sank in to Charlotte that Ianto was coming to get her, she dragged herself out of bed and managed to make it into the shower. There was no way she would face a virtual stranger with blood all over her neck. She also didn't want him to see any other evidence of what had happened. That was unacceptable. The kittens stayed with her, going ( Read more... )

[There's a long pause, followed by a sigh before Ianto speaks, sounding somewhat tired and resigned.]

Jack's gone. Harkness. Not O'Neill or any other Jack's that might be around, so far as I know.

The Hub's gone too, so any answers I might have found in the Archives are inaccessible.

Without them I... Well, I'm not really sure there's much I ( Read more... )

If anyone has any kind of mental link with the TARDIS' translation circuit and up at this hour, they'll notice something rather strange going on. It's pretty much unheard of him to swear in public, much less in the privacy of his own ship, but when the hologram pops online, he's ranting and raving in every single language he can put his ( Read more... )

House has kept himself out of trouble. More or less. He was more intent on figuring things out than pestering the other 'locals.' Even if this place is just an elaborate hallucination, that's not about to stop him from solving this grand puzzle brought before him. It wasn't long after his arrival that he found, that incredibly the Hospital was here ( Read more... )

The Doctor - one of them, Nine - has recovered from his initial happiness at the event that didn't transpire. That is, the 'non' part of what should have been a regeneration. The one that was impossible to prevent. He isn't sure if that actually somehow made him Ten as well, but that isn't the issue at hand ( Read more... )

Ianto's stood behind the desk in the tourist office they usually use as a front, flipping idly through a dusty file. Ordinarily he'd be in the small office he has behind the beaded curtain, or even down in the Archives somewhere. Today, however, he feels like a change of scenery. He could be down in the Hub, but even with Jack down there it's ( Read more... )