Jan. 18th, 2010

quitehomoerotic: (Srs bsns)
Follows this.

Jack held tight to the TARDIS console as they shook back and forth in flight. His heart in his chest raced. The Ood. Well that was good. Really, it was. The Ood could help (he hoped) and then things would be easier. Things would make more sense and be less confusing for both of them.

It'd be better.

But what if they couldn't? There was always that chance. If they couldn't, he and the Doctor were at a dead end and maybe they'd just have to get used to the fact their memories would never be repaired and that history would never be fixed. They'd have to start again and see where that would take them.

But no, Jack wasn't ready to think about that. The Ood would help, they had to.

They landed and the TARDIS promptly stopped shaking; the central column slowing to a stop.

"Right then," he nodded, "looks like our stop." He smoothed down the front of his coat and nodded to the door, "Doctor's first."
quitehomoerotic: (OOC : JB YAY)
Evenin' all!

I know many of you lovely people will be at Gallifrey One in LA next month, and I very much look forward to meeting you all! However, I was thinking, considering I'm coming over from the UK, I could offer to bring things that people might like. Obviously within reason as I have to pack it all, but if there's something you can't easily get there and you'd like me to bring I'd be more than happy to! Be that Cadbury's chocolate or PG tips tea, some sort of merchandise or even just a London Underground map.

Anything at all, however strange and obscure! If you'd like a slice of England, just comment here and let me know what.


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