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i need a place to hide (before the storm begins) by picnokinesis
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
05 Feb 2021
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“I’ve been busy,” comes the reply as the Doctor slumps back in her seat, looking away out the window again so she can avoid Yaz’s gaze. “And then when I got back it was really late but, y’know, jet lag, and I was taking the bus back from the airport and I heard some people talking about homeless people going missing so I started looking into it straight away –”
“Wait wait wait,” Yaz says, incredulous. “You’re telling me you’ve been on a ten-hour flight and then immediately started working on a new case?”
“Yep,” the Doctor says, sinking into her seat a little further.
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- Part 1 of The Roads That Forgot How To Speak
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your whole life is here (no eleventh hour reprieve) by picnokinesis
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
29 Apr 2021
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"Everything that you think you know is a LIE."
The Doctor has been taken. Yaz, Ryan and Graham are facing certain death. And O - well, he's not what he seemed. He never was. And it's up to the Doctor to stop him before everything else falls apart around her, even as she questions the scattered memories that make up the past she thought she knew.
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- Part 2 of The Roads That Forgot How To Speak
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and i miss the days of a life still permanent by picnokinesis
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
05 Aug 2021
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“So uh,” he asks, not sure whether she’s even hearing him. “Whatcha working on?”
It turns out it was the right move, because she immediately stops typing and looks at him, hands on the top of her laptop screen so she can lean closer. She’s clearly excited – eager to ramble.
Oh boy, he thinks, but he can’t help but smile.
“Tranquillity Spa,” she announces with a dramatic flair, like she’s the starring role in her own stage show. “Ever heard of it?”
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- Part 3 of The Roads That Forgot How To Speak
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The enormity of the gaps in her mind are more obvious than ever now – the paths she’d taken back then are lost to her now. Roads, fallen away, unreachable over the chasm between the past and the present. Her own life is like spilled water over ink, blurred, unreadable; like words spoken in a foreign language when it used to be her mother tongue.
“Doc?” Jack asks softly.
“Did I tell you,” she asks, “about the train crash?”
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- Part 4 of The Roads That Forgot How To Speak
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Jack steps into the room properly, and full-on stares at the Doctor for a moment. A smile quirks at Bill’s lips in her bewilderment as she glances at the Doctor, and then back at Jack again. “What?”
“Nothing,” Jack says, frowning, even as his lips quirk upwards at the corners. “I just – well, I think this has got to be – maybe only the third time I’ve actually seen her asleep.”
His smile spreads a little further – but then it falls as the implications of what he’s just said settle in the air between them.
Yeah.
Bill feels that.
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- Part 1 of Campervan AU Extras
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“So what have we got then?” the Doctor mutters to herself. “Dead birds all over the coastline. A ship beached here several weeks back that still hasn’t been moved, people with weird symptoms in A&E. What else? Did I miss anything?”
“Terrible chips?” Ryan says – because the chip shop they’d tried had been abnormally awful.
“They were rubbish, weren’t they?”
(story is in English, despite Portuguese title)
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- Part 5 of The Roads That Forgot How To Speak
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Over the course of several days, they all have nightmares.
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- Part 6 of The Roads That Forgot How To Speak
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And then, after a couple of days of avoiding everyone to the best of her ability and wondering if calling Nardole to find all the people with the legal name Koschei in the country was something she could actually do without having a panic attack – then, she’d got an email. An inconspicuous thing, from the section of her website that lets people send her anonymous tips.
It hadn’t said much – a location, just north of Gloucester, and a line of text that had sent chills down her spine:
please help they’re taking us
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- Part 7 of The Roads That Forgot How To Speak