May. 7th, 2008


Who: Romana & The Doctor
What: A get away... kind of.
When: Wednesday afternoon.
Where: The TARDIS
Rating/Note:</b> pg-ish.

I got you the chocolate buttons but I had to use them to make a sugar based termural contuting agent. )

Apr. 28th, 2008


Who: The Doctor & OTA with something against the Master/Harold Saxon.
What: Planning a rescue.
Where: Venice Beach Suites and Hotel, Room 301.
When: 7pm.
Rating: Probably no more than PG-13.
Status: In progress.

The Master-y Committee Meeting. )

Apr. 23rd, 2008


Who: Romana & The Doctor
What: Vampire hunting in their own crazy way.
When: Wednesday night around Midnight.
Where: A street with lots of bars and some seriously seedy characters.
Rating/Notes: pg-13 at most. Will update if something changes.

Just because I'm dressed like a street walker doesn't mean I have to smell like one. )

Apr. 14th, 2008


Who: Romana & The Doctor
What: Hug time NOW.
When: Monday afternoon
Where: His TARDIS (the box one.)
Notes/Rating: PG at most I'd say.

It's ok. I'm here. )

Apr. 7th, 2008


Who: Romana & OPEN
What: She's doing scientific Alien like things.
When: Monday mid morning.
Where: A few blocks from Where the Doctor's TARDIS is parked...or stuck whichever.
Notes/Warning: Nothing I can think of!
Status: Open

The second best pair of boots ever. )

Feb. 5th, 2008


Who: The Doctor, Rose, Romana & Susan
Where: The TARDIS
When: Backdated to Feb 4, about 7pm. (Also, he thinks it's just an early sunset, easier if he reacts tomorrow! Aka today!)
What: A very awkward and unconventional "family dinner".
Status: Incomplete
Rating: PG unless something crazy happens.

Family Dinner. )

Jan. 23rd, 2008


Who: Romana & The Doctor
When: January 23, Afternoon-ish
Where: Venice Beach
What: You aren't alone anymore.
Rating: PG unless something crazy happens.
Status: Incomplete

Romana took her shoes off to walk in edge of the waves as they rolled in. She could only think of how funny she looked still in her wartime clothes. Not many women carried heavy boots as they walked the beach though it did seem a few had on rolled up cargo pants and tank-tops with jackets tied 'round their waist. Doctor where are you? she thought projecting it loud enough so she thought he could here. Say something, anything... please. she continued to project out for him trying to be as loud as she could in the emptiness of the Time lord psychic connection. She could hear a bit of an echo that was dulled by a bit of background noise. There must be other psychic beings around. Doctor help me. She sent out one last time. No matter how much they changed that was one request she thought he couldn't ignore.

Jan. 22nd, 2008


Who: Romana & OTA
When: January 22, 4:00pm
Where: Around Grauman's Chinese Theatre
What: Looking for a Blue Box
Rating: PG unless someone with a foul mouth hops in.
Status: Incomplete

Romana stood on the sidewalk looking around. There were tourists around and some people dressed in costumes as earth movie, tv and music icons trying to make a buck. It was all quite interesting. This city where people could pay to have their name put on the ground a few feet away from their face on a billboard. She did have to give them some credit though. Humans were a creative bunch. The have a theater that looked a Chinese palace though the decor didn't seem to match an dynasty she had ever seen. Upon closer investigation she found the hand prints and footprints of the stars. In her mind this tradition came about when some 'famous person' accidentally stepped in the wet cement and decided to sign it as a way of not having to pay for it.

This wasn't what she was looking for though. Sure it was fun to take a peak at one of the earth's more random traditions but she was on a mission. She could sense the Doctor but she couldn't find him. The general lack of Time Lord chatter was hard for her to wrap her head around. All she could sense was him and even then he seemed like a faint murmur.

"Excuse me..." she said approaching the man dressed in some kind of decorative military inspired coat. "Have you seen a blue box? It would looked like something you would call a phone booth only it's blue and said police on it." She knew a bit of explanation would be warranted. The man looked at her like she was nutty for talking with him. He kicked his leg out in some kind of dance move and grabbed himself with a glove covered in disco dots while singing some kind of trill of high notes most men could only hit if kicked where this one was grabbing. She shook her head and started walking again heading west toward the ocean. LA was a big city... how on earth was she ever going to find The Doctor?

January 2010




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