"Not one. Not one response." River holds up one of the flyers she'd posted up around the city yesterday ( Read more... )

Billy has finally got a handle on Taxon, and he's making his grand debut ( 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... )

Rose has been bored lately. So bored. Bored bored bored ( Read more... )

[River had intended on simply being honest and telling the Doctor she'd like to see him, especially after she found out from Ianto he'd asked after her. She wouldn't hide what she wanted to say under a cover of wit or sarcasm, she would be open and tell him that she missed him and given they were both stuck here, then this stand-off they seemed to ( 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... )

The Doctor has probably not been seen for quite some time, by anyone. Thank you, Taxon, he's had quite enough of this city, and he wants out now. The novelty of a new place has worn off.  However, he can't leave. Clearly. So he's actually been holed up in the TARDIS, generally being a recluse and ignoring most of the city's occupants in favor of ( Read more... )

The Doctor was changing; he could feel every cell in his body vibrate with the energy. Rose was there before him, she looked so confused but she was brave as always, watching him closely and probably wishing she could do something. Good old Rose Tyler. Savior of the entire human race ( Read more... )

The Doctor perches his tablet on the edge of the TARDIS' console, staring bleakly down at the information gathered for him by Ianto. He'd run the data through his head at least  ten dozen times, run it through the TARDIS' computer, and then, just for good measure, had run it through every single piece of stinkingly obsolete technology he had ( Read more... )

"Once we get there we’ll need to-" Rose blinked in confusion, the rest of her sentence already forgotten. This was definitely not the black Jeep she had been in moments ago ( Read more... )