Ten is on hiatus for the next week, due to mid-term insanity and my attempts to figure out What I'm Doing With My Life. [sigh]

If you need an IC excuse, he has a very bad cold and is laid up in the TARDIS surrounded by used tissues.

I'm having network troubles...the resnet is down only on my end of campus. I'm at work and trying to catch up, but I can't guarantee when I'll be back tonight. Thus, QP and any other plotty business (i.e. Jack's birthday) will probably be late.

My apologies.

The Doctor couldn't open the front door of the TARDIS. (Apparently he'd missed the stormtroopers, but not CJ's call.) At least, not right away. It took a good ten minutes and some rather dodgy work with the sonic screwdriver to melt enough of the snow in front of it for him to be able to peek outside ( Read more... )

The kitchen fairly reeks of garam masala, as Ten is cooking up the ever-so-traditional British dish of chicken tikka masala. He doesn't know any human who doesn't like it (though there was that unfortunate incident with UNIT and the Telamarian ambassador...), so hopefully Geoff won't find unacceptable.

There are papadums frying, mango chutney ( Read more... )

The Doctor suspects he's received a message meant for Jack. In an attempt to forward it on to him along with a rather stern reminder, he ends up sending it to Janet Fraiser instead. And in calling Parker back, he ends up with Barbossa.

Unfortunately, he gets an idea and tries to call CJ. And then another idea and calls Methos.

Gonna be gone for two days to my friend's place on the North Shore of Chicago for New Year's. Those who can mod Ten being wherever know who they are.

Have a safe New Year's Eve!

24 December, 9 PM, Fandom Standard Time from here on in I wrap without a script: The sound of crumpling paper and cursing has come from Ten's bedroom for the past three hours. He hopes to god that he got everyone a gift. If he's forgotten you, please let him know so he can feel guilty about it.

( Under the cut. )

The TARDIS has rather tasteful white fairy lights and a wreath on the outside this year. Inside, she is humming cheerfully and smells of freshly brewed coffee and pine needles ( Read more... )

I'm going to be in and out and around for the next two weeks due to being at home. Me mum thinks I spend too much time online. Sigh.

Anyhow, have a great holiday.

[Ten is asleep. Barely. The holiday songs have all mixed and melded in his brain, along with the fear and sleep deprivation, into something else.
( The dream. )