The Silver Age

Who: The TARDIS and Amy Pond
When: midday
Where: Outside the Doctor's TARDIS
What: Something amiss
Rating/status: G / fin - unless someone wants to find the ladies sleeping


This had been confusing. Unsettling. Would be unsettling. Is unsettling? "Oh, tenses," the woman muttered. "They are confusing, aren't they?" The accent on her words turned them into light, dancing things.

It was difficult to see. An eleventh dimension matrix had no business seeing things in only three dimensions. She tried to see everything around her and ended up spinning in a circle, tendrils of golden energy trailing from her face and hands. "Bother," she muttered after stumbling and catching herself inexpertly against a wall. "I should very much like to be when this was."

The blue wall under her hand caught her full attention, and she stared at it with something akin to wonder. The woman backed up a few steps, and looked at the blue box. Then she looked down at herself. Her eyes widened in surprise, then shock. She lifted her hands to her face in amazement.

Which quickly turned to panic. She strode forward and began to slap at the walls of the blue box. "Thief!" she called. "Thief! Where's my thief?!"

Who: Sookie Stackhouse and OPEN
Where: New York street outside of Joe's Diner.
When: at night.
What: After work.
Rating: TBD

Who: Cloud Strife
When: Late afternoon
Where: A church
What: Catching a big storm on the way home, Cloud takes a break and seeks refuge in a house of inspiration.
Rating/status: G/finished.

( I’ll come back with flowers. )