Anatomy of a Scene. Cut for spoilers to 'The Waters of Mars'. )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 1,216, not including dialogue from 'The Waters of Mars'.
"You've visited here before, haven't you?"

"Hmm? Yes."

"The Prime Minister's wife?"

"Yes."

"Never thought she wanted to see you, though. Hard to tell with her. And then she had the accident..."

"Where else do I need to sign?"

"Here. And there. Things were different back then, weren't they? Before all these aliens showed up. I mean, there were aliens before, but I didn't realize how many."

No one really had, even after the Dalek invasions in 2010, the planets in the sky, and all of the other strange things that should've been obvious to everyone. As the nurse led the way down the dark hallway, she continued rambling on about alien invasions and the missing children of London. He'd stopped listening pretty much from the moment she started talking to him.

London had changed. He used to think he could take a holiday from Earth, leave the world in the very safe hands of a Cardiff team up north and a small group of investigators off of Bannerman road. It was very like having a large, extended family.

It was. But now that capable team in Cardiff was gone and the very capable investigators of Bannerman road were reduced to one. Cut for spoilers to SJA 3.04 'The Mad Woman In The Attic'. )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who / The Sarah Jane Adventures
Word Count: 1,957
Title: The Body in the Boxcar
Part: 2/?
Characters: The Doctor/Agatha Christie
Spoilers: 4.07, 'The Unicorn and the Wasp'
Word Count: 1,726
Author's Notes: I can't get enough Agatha.
Previous Parts: Part One

I imagine that it was only natural for the Scotland Yard detective to ask me for my assistance. Cut for spoilers to 4.07 'The Unicorn and the Wasp'. )
You know the time to act is now
Before the sands of time run out
I know that I could never
Fall from grace, I'm far too clever...


It's like when you're young. Cut for spoilers to 4.06, 'The Doctor's Daughter.' )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 678
Apologies as this was not betaed prior to posting.
rude_not_ginger: (blackpool - lust)
( Jan. 3rd, 2008 10:59 pm)
In the end, he could always blame Madonna. )


Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 1,327

Made especially for the lovely and amazing [livejournal.com profile] ambitious_woman, because we both decided there was a reason for all this blonde fetishness!
"I'm falling."

You've failed them.

Cut for spoilers to 4.00 'Voyage of the Damned'. )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 1,023
It's never easy, breaking a bone. Even being a Time Lord with accelerated healing capabilities doesn't make up for the pain of broken bone, torn muscle, and internal bleeding. So, he's being a bit of a child about the whole thing and feeling fairly good about that.

Of course, he actually currently has six broken bones and Bert, the bloke who has taken breaking the Doctor's bones on as a sort of occupation, has promised to break at least thirteen more. He went so far as to describe how each would break, and the Doctor couldn't help but wonder how a man with such an eloquent manner of speech, articulate vocabulary, and gift for stunning descriptions wound up in the middle of this prison planet.

Not enough good writers out there, but telling Bert so only resulted in a broken femur on the Doctor's part. No one can take a compliment nowadays, it appears.

It's been one of those weeks. Of course, being a non-linear, non-time-subjective time traveler makes judging exactly how long of a "one of those" he's been having not particularly easy.

As it is, he hasn't much cared for the turn of events that have ended him in a situation in which six of his bones are broken and two more look like they're giving in to the pressure to be like the first.

So, given the rather unpleasant nature of his state, one might ask what, exactly, has brought our hero to this place? For the more philosophically angled readers, one might say that the path of the Doctor to the prison planet torture chamber was written with time itself. As it is, the Doctor would say it all started yesterday. )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 1,723
Each of them attended the funeral.

It was easy to blame the first of them. It was his fault, giving out a piece of technology that could span timelines so that every incarnation would get the same message at the same time, causing this issue in the first place.

"And what?" the first demanded, "Let that young fellow go all by himself simply because he is the latest? Hmph!"

"What do you mean hmph!?" the latest demanded, his eyes bulging with irritation at himself. "I have every right to go as you do!"

The separate timelines blending would cause irreparable damage, but there was no way they could pick just one of them to attend. )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 1,588
rude_not_ginger: (her name was rose)
( Oct. 3rd, 2007 01:46 am)
He's grieving, of course.

It's all just a matter of time.

Sometimes you just lose people you love.

That's just life.

You live long enough, you start to outlive.

The Doctor understands it, even if the man he's trying to console doesn't.

"He said he would survive."

"They can't always give you what they promise."

How long do you want to stay with me?

Forever.


He waits.

He wants to be empathetic.

He can't.

He doesn't know how.

He thinks that trying to relate will only create strange sympathy.

He watches the grieving man drain another glass of whiskey and wishes it were that easy to make grief disappear.

He wants to be comforting.

He can't.

He doesn't know how.

He thinks lying will only create false hope.

"You can't see the future."

"Sometimes I can."

"He said he would survive."

I made up my mind a long time ago and I'm never gonna leave you.

"You can fix it, Doctor?"

"I'm not a God."

"But you can fix it."

There's nothing to fix.

He can't say that, of course.

The timeline is intact and he is part of it.

There are clippings that line the walls of the Doctor's office.

News reports, damage assessments, editorials, obituaries.

November 9, 2006.

Tragic, that.

The explosion was shocking.

Created daylight in the middle of the night.

The Doctor---the daredevil, the madman---considers himself practically invincible after all these years, and he doesn't think he would survive that.

You can't rewrite history! Not one line!

"I thought you were my friend."

"I am your friend."

"Then fix it. Please."

The grief comes off the other man in waves.

The Doctor doesn't have to be an empathetic being to feel it.

To share it.

He wants to tell him he understands.

He can't.

He doesn't know how.

"He wouldn't want you to live like this."

"He said he would survive."

"People live and people die; it's painful but it happens every day."

"He said he would survive."

"If you hold on to the past, it will drag you down."

"He said he would survive."

"You have to take his memory and help it keep you fighting."

"He said he would survive."

"You're giving up on yourself!"

"He said he would survive."

It's too late now.

Where there once was a strong man, now there's only a brick wall of denial and pain.

It's easier to build than to deal with the grief.

The Doctor understands this, too.

This friend of yours, what was her name?

Her name was Rose.


"No one is immortal, Nathan."

"He said he would survive."

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 392, not including quotes from Army of Ghosts, Doomsday, The Aztecs, and The Runaway Bride
Based on RP with [livejournal.com profile] vote4nathan
The Ten Things That Annoy Me Most About Reinette



1. Her use of corsetry. Do you have any idea what corsetry does to internal organs? Here, I can list them for you:

• Glénard's disease is the most common illness caused by prolonged corset use. It is characterized by lack of abdominal muscle tone and visceral displacement.

• Wearing tight-laced corsets over a long period of time may cause the lower ribs to become deformed and pushed inwards. This can lead to organ failure, dehydration, or broken ribs.

• Improper corset use may deform the stomach and liver.

• A women who wore a corset could not sit down straight, fainted easily, had heart ailments and digestion problems, and died in childbirth and of organ failure.

• Just look at the pictures! Organs and bones are moved out of the way so that there's nothing in the middle! It's terrible!

2. She is far too proud for her own good. She won't see reason, won't see that her ideas are wrong. Further proof? Why she won't stop doing #1.

3. She spends ridiculous amounts of time getting ready to go anywhere. She does #1, despite protests, then has to put hair up, powder face, get dress prepared, etc. Oh, and the Sisters forbid I want to just take a jaunt out for some frozen yogurt, no, she's just got to look perfect! It's ridiculous! And then, should the idea of simply dropping into bed for sleep ever happen? It takes a ridiculous amount of time for her to get ready for bed. Got to wash off the powders, undo the #1, and then undress. I generally wear one or two outfits, and roll out of bed into an adventure, only to collapse to sleep when I'm finally tired. I do not understand the woman!

4. She is so contrary! There is no reason why she shouldn't admit that I am always right! I am! Why is this so hard for her to believe?!

5. Everything is not perception. Sometimes, one should be able to simply run around and have a good time just being themselves. Every single day it's a worry about how she looks, and what others will think. For a woman who is as controversial and hard-headed as she is (see: 2 and 4) you would think she could believe that not wearing #1 and not fretting so much with #3 is all right, but no! it has to be how others might see her! Ridiculous!

6. This is perhaps a continuation of #4, but when a Doctor (that's me) says that she is not well, then she should go to bed. Staying up until all hours doing courtly things or what have you is not going to bed. Why doesn't she get better? Because she never listens! When you're ill, you sleep, you get better. When you're ill and you don't take care, then you stay ill and get worse! She only rests when she absolutely can not get up! That is stubbornness to a ridiculous degree!

7. She relies too much on divination, rather than what she might desire. The woman is smart. She could become…anything, but she chose mistress to the King because that is what she was told she would do. I can't help but wonder if my presence in her life had some influence over that.

8. She is far....too...blonde!

9. Right, so this list is too simple. The frustrations I have are complex! Right, so there's duty and propriety, which I abhor. She seems to relish in them. Duty to the King and country. I ran away from all that for a reason! Because it's stupid! No country should hold over you what you want most in life, and no duty should keep you from going where you want to go!

10. Did I mention corsets? That I'm always right? Blonde? I did? Oh, then this list is fairly complete.

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 660
Based on RP with [livejournal.com profile] ambitious_woman
Those Who Lie In Wait

Part: 2/?
Author: rude_not_ginger
Fandom: Doctor Who
Pairing: None
Word Count: 1,919
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The War affected everyone, whether the Time Lords knew it or not.
Author's Notes: Written for psych_30 with the prompt "Group Think". Special thanks to [livejournal.com profile] fluffnfreckles for beta.
Other Parts: Part One


"So," the Doctor turned to his black-masked companion as they sat in their cell, "What's your name, then?"

The cell, like the rest of the world, was a bland off-white paint that reminded the Doctor very much of sitting around a motor vehicle registration room. Bland. His companion's pants and top (as the law enforcement that had captured them provided him with a top upon their capture) seemed to almost blend in with the background. There were no bars in these cells, but plates of thick plastic keeping them from the guards and the prisoners.

The Doctor sat on the cold tile floor with his back against the side of the plastic, looking at the mask in his hand. It was black, but in all other ways identical to the beige masks all the ordinary people around the city wore. It completely covered the head, stretching around the skull with a hard face and black-tinted glass eyes. When he wore it, the only way he could tell himself apart from his fellow prisoners was that he wore a blue suit instead of the pale clothes of everyone else.

'You should put that back on,' the boy said, 'They'll mark you twice for it. It's the law.' )
rude_not_ginger: (ooc: reinette/rose)
( Sep. 3rd, 2007 10:15 pm)
In response to this exceptionally…special Reinette!Hate fic found on Teaspoon & An Open Mind...with, uh, respect to the original author (sort of)...a little bit of a re-write to suit my own devious mind...

It had been months since Reinette joined the TARDIS crew. Two agonizing, painful, ridiculously horrific months. Rose had reached something very near a breaking point.

Bloody stupid Madame de Pompadour. )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 1,758
Companion piece to this.

He doesn't like to think about how it happened.

It simply did. It happened. One day you have both of them, and they laugh and joke and inappropriately flirt and it's all right because they're all right. Then the next…there's an accident. One of them is injured.

Of course, it's not the simple kind of injury that can be fixed. )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 1,587
Based on RP in [livejournal.com profile] relativespace
Lucy is so very beige when you first meet her. Her hair is in a tight, sophisticated blonde bun, her suit is beige, her nails are beige, even her short heels are beige. She's meant to blend into the background of her husband's campaign. She's supposed to vanish, appearing only when a wife is expected and desired. You imagine it must seem like a terrible life to some, but she seems to revel in being second best.

'She doesn't know what to make of you.' Cut for spoilers to 3.12, 'The Sound of Drums' and 3.13, 'The Last of the Time Lords'. )

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 1,489
Note: Not currently part of [livejournal.com profile] psych_30, but working on the prompts for fun until I get accepted.
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