rude_not_ginger: (OH NO)
( Sep. 29th, 2012 11:45 pm)
Running comes easily. It's something he knows, something that's part of him, ever since he first learned to walk. Ever since he first looked into the Untempered Schism. He runs. He runs, and he runs well.

Except over swampy, boggy areas. He doesn't run quite so well there. He does try, of course.

"Run, Sally!" he calls back. And then loses his footing. And falls, face first, onto the wet ground.
rude_not_ginger: (emo look back)
( May. 13th, 2010 11:06 pm)
By the amazing [ profile] pi_sparrow, to compliment this uber tragic RP post.


Don't wait, act now
This amazing offer won't last long
It's only a chance to pave the path we're on
I know there are more exciting things to talk about
And in time we'll sort it out
And in time we'll sort it out

And though they say it's possible
To me, I don't see how it's probable
I see the course we're on spinning farther from what I know
I'll hold on
Tell me that you won't let go....


"Hello, is this the Sparrow residence? The---wait, I think I might have the wrong number---"

"Doctor, you don't---"



"Hello, sorry about that last message. Martha's shown me that, yes, I have the right number. This is the Doctor, just calling, looking for Sally. Sally Sparrow. This---Martha, are you sure---"

"She probably doesn't have that long on her machine, Doctor."

"---And I've got a proposition for you. Not an inappropriate sort of proposition of course, not even really certain why those are called---"

"Ten seconds, Doctor."

"AnywaywecoulduseyourhelpforsomethingregardingTorchwoodokay, bye."


"Did you leave your number?"


She opens the door before he even knocks. "What sort of thing regarding Torchwood?"

He blinks. "I'm sorry?"

"That message," she says, a little breathless with excitement. "About Torchwood?"

His expression shows he has absolutely no idea what she's talking about. She sighs. "So what're you here for? And how did you get my address?"

He holds up a paper. "I was following an ad. For an old Beatles poster."

"I haven't posted that yet!"

"Well, you'd better. And I think you should post it for two quid instead of six."


subject: Number
Can I have Sally's mobile number? I've got a question for her.

subject: RE: RE: Number
No. It's not Dave, it's the Doctor.

subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: Number
Yes, that Doctor.

subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: Number
All right, fine. Just send me a photograph and a self-addressed envelope.
Oh, and Sally's number.

subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: Number
UNIT Headquarters is fine. I'll send it back eventually.
Sally's number?

subject: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: RE: Number
No, really, I'm not answering any more questions until you give me the number.
PS: Why are you worried about me asking her on a date?


"The Beatles. I like it."


"I've got one just like it."

"Do you really?"

"Yes." A pause. "So, are you going to tell me what this is all about?"


"And until then we're…?"

"Sorting out Torchwood."

"Fantastic." Another pause. "Where's Martha?"

"With her family."

"I thought she was traveling with you."

"Wrong timeline."

"Isn't it always that way with us?"

"I'm beginning to think so."

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 411


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