Man, I hadn't even realized how much I had missed the Doctor!

No spoilers here, cause it's far too late for that now (2:30 am *headdesks*) buuuut!
There was the Doctor, which is always a good thing, an annoying companion and some cool people around them. I'd be surprised if we didn't see some of them again!

I've got to say, the episode wasn't particularly awesome but it was okay enough for my sleep-deprived brain which probably translates to "great" when I'm awake so.. yay!

Can't wait for Season 5.

Guys, I have a new OTP. Screw J2 (literally, please?) - Dean/Donna! It's just SO MUCH LOVE!

Therefore:

Have a Rec. It made me giggle. A lot. It's also delicious. And awesome. And the best crossover ever. Really. Ever.

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I even have an icon to go along with it (made by me):

Hi there!

I've gotta say, it's kinda refreshing to ship a het pairing for a change. I mean, Bones/Booth! They are lovely! And there's no need to go looking for subtext cause it's all out there and canon and aww! You just don't get that, except for Jack/Ianto of course. Who are still my OTP. I'm also convinced that rps is a whole other category so J2 is my rps OTP. Hey, you can have two!

Talking about Jack/Ianto, I haven't read a fic since August. Recs, please?

Doctor Who! I quite like Matt Smith as 11! He seems very Doctor-ish when he's talking and also on this picture:



Hey, did I mention I love my Merlin Mug? It's the first self-made mug that I still like and use frequently! Yay! :)

Those workcamps really annoy me though. You know, those where you go abroad and work at some social project thingy for a couple of weeks and in return you don't have to pay for food and a place to stay (which, btw, isn't even true. you have to pay between 100 and 300, just so you can take part. but of course they only mention that when you dig deeper). Since I'm not 18 yet, there are only a few workcamps I could go to, none of which are actually in the UK, which is exactly where I want to go. Plus they're more expensive and cost about 250 Euro. Oh joy. So, by the looks of it I'm not going. Means this year's summer holidays will be the 5th in a row where I'm staying at home. Awesome :(

ETA: I want a Mastercard. Or live in the UK. Preferably the latter. Or at least a Topshop somewhere here. Like, in Frankfurt. Surely, that can't be too difficult?

Title: Tea
Author: Neyne
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Last of the Time Lords (DW 3x13), Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (TW 2x01)
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood/Doctor Who or any of these characters. I just play with them.
Summary: Jack didn't drink tea.
Note: Prompts can save lives. Or creativity. Maybe both. Actually, this isn't even a real prompt, but it worked anyway. Also, a huge thank you to the9thdoctor for betaing!

Jack didn't drink tea.

Inhaling the nearly spicy aroma of his coffee, Jack leant back in his chair. He could hear Owen clattering away in the autopsy bay. Tosh was sitting at her workstation, absorbed in the new translation program she was working at. He could see Gwen talking to Ianto, probably asking him for what seemed like the hundredth time whether the wedding dress she had picked would be as good as she hoped. The Welshman nodded politely, before turning around and hurrying towards the Archives. Jack couldn't blame him, Gwen had gotten quite annoying over the last weeks. Of course, she wanted her wedding to be the perfect day, but this was just a little exaggerated. Women, he mused, closing his eyes as he took a sip from the dark liquid.

Ianto's coffee was always perfect.

He sometimes joked that Ianto's coffee had been the reason why he had employed him in the first place. And, although the coffee alone hadn't persuaded him back then, it had definitely been a great bonus. Especially since no-one else on the team seemed to be able to make a decent cup of coffee. However, Ianto did so much more for them than that. He kept the Hub running, a fact they hadn't known until the Welshman had been on a four weeks long suspension last year. Ianto had nearly had a heart attack when he had come back in only to be confronted with the giant mess they had made in such a short time. By now, it had become a bit of a hobby of Jack's to find out what Ianto hid behind the utter professionalism he showed whenever he was at work or around the others. It was enough to distract Jack from the growing pile of paper work on his desk, and from the world that lay outside the planet, no matter how attractive it sometimes seemed.

This was what he had come back for.

Jack remembered the night they had spent avoiding themselves, after Hart had disappeared in the Rift, reversing time to the moment when he had come through. He had left with Ianto that night, and now he was very glad he had. He had still been pretty traumatised from what had happened during the Year That Never Was. Even though the others hadn't noticed it, Ianto had, taking care of Jack. He had made sure that Jack didn't fall asleep in the bath tub, before disappearing in the kitchen to make him a cup of tea. 'No caffeine, you need to get some sleep,' he had explained when he had returned to the bathroom. Jack had thanked him, but ignored the cup. It had reminded him too much of the Doctor.

Jack didn't drink tea.

The Doctor always drank tea. It was a constant companion when you travelled with him: the TARDIS, lots of running, and tea. But travelling with the Doctor had lead to so many bad things, that Jack wondered what he still liked about the man. Thanks to the Doctor, he was immortal, which was a far worse curse than anyone could ever imagine. Thanks to the Doctor, he had spent a whole year being chained up and tortured, simply for the entertainment of some psychopath, and unlike the Doctor, Jack was more than happy that he was dead, Time Lord or not. Jack had left the moment he knew it was finally over. He didn't regret it, he wasn't planning on ever going back there, back to the Doctor.

He had left that behind. Smiling at Ianto who was now leaning at the doorframe of Jack's office, he didn't feel sorry at all.

Today'S episode was so CREEPY!

The whole repeating thing.. *shudders* scary.

Not much Donna in the ep, but I love how she's there for him in the end. Donna tends to do that - more than the othre companions.

And, yet again, there was Rose on a screen. And she's in the next episode! Somehow, I didn't like the preview... it wasn't very good, except for the beginning: the doctor, dead! Can't wait for next week!

Anyway, I'd better get back to writing Reflections, or I'll forget what I wanted to write.
Cya!

i want to live in the tardis! seriously i love how it looks like inside - and outside, of course, but who doesn't adore these police boxes? :D

living room? i wish...

to quote our lovely doctor:

"are you my mommy?" - i nearly died laughing!

and:

W H A T ?!
i mean seriously. the preview? WHAT THE FUCK.

~*~

ETA: it's sunday, the sun is shining, awesome wheather, it's 16:23, and guess what i'm doing? exactly, writing that shitty german thing.
heh and i got 500 words! i'm writing it down on paper right now, but i'll type on the pc later and edit it and add stuff and all that. wish me luck, cause i really don't want to die of boredom.

hello there!

did i mention i'm ill? i think so. or didn't it? oh who cares.
so i AM ill. and it's not nice. well, to be honest it's much better than yesterday and wednesday (although i'm on drugs so my perception might be a bit off). it began on tuesday evening (which was fun! wee! - okay, drugs, ignore me.), i had a bit of a sore throat, and later on i felt really sick and dizzy and all. but as i like living in denial, i decided to sleep a night over it, cause it'd probably be gone in the morning. yeah right.
when i woke up i had a sore throat like whoa, couldn't swallow, couldn't breathe properly and was feeling totally sick. all in all pretty aweful. so i went to a doctor, but had to wait two hours which resulted in me nearly throwing up over their shoes. not like the visit to the doctor helped or anything. i only got lots of painkillers and that was it. woohoo. oh, and about throwing up! I'll just quote the previous entry:
Dont, and I mean it, don't think about things like a Captain Sandwich with Ianto filling when you're ill. Giggling makes you vomit.
Really. Don't.

But uhm well, I'm feeling a bit better now. I can eat again, I can more or less walk again. And I have to work again, which is not so nice. I have to write a really long report about the worst book in the history of books: Professor Unrat. Seriously, does it get any more boring? Ah wait a second. It's not only about that. It's also about the most stupid film in the history of films (oh and not shark attack 3. if it was that, we could at least drool a bit over JB!) - 'Der Pauker'. Those two combined. Three questions. And at least 1000 words.
Which, in itself isn't that bad. I can write 1000 about random stuff any day. In fact, since I got nothing better to do, I'll go find one of my latest journal entrys that got about 1000 words.
There you go: Coffee - Do stupid things faster and with more energy.
But that's the thing actually: randomness? I can write 10 pages about that. But specific stuff? It took me one months to write 8 pages of my current fanfic (Rooftops, Rifts and Random Acts). Well, and the fanfic is good.
Luckily, 1000 words are only about 2 pages on the pc so about 4 pages on paper, and i've written two pages in one day already, sometimes even more, but the topic? it's so awefully boring, i doubt i could just go and write that shit. that's what i hate about school. when you have a job you can, at least to some degree, chose what you want to do. and you don't go and work as a PA when you hate telephoning or running after people or making coffee and what not. y'know what i mean?
here you simply have no choice.

oh did i mention the living in denial thing? i tend to do that. but sometimes it gets too annoying to ignore it. like now. i even did my maths homework because it's better than that. (and it's boring like whoa because it's so easy but that's not the point is it).
but as i mentioned, i got no coice, gotta do it, gotta start today. i'll probably do the first part now.
which is just as ridiculous, cause it's a summary of 'der pauker', but we haven't even finished watching it! so how does THAT make sense? i suppose i gotta google some summary's to see what's going on. but since i'm nice i won't copy them. i only do that when i'm desperate. and right now i'm not desperate, just annoyed.

hey, and we'll get another who episode tomorrow! wee!
though, to be honest, i was kinda disappointed from the last episode. i didn't really like martha in it. and usually i love martha!
tehe, but Donna's grandpa! I love him. He rules! :D

Tehe and i posted at jackxianto again. See, I'm not dead (yet)! Though, once again it wasn't because of a fic (i wish), but because of fanvid ideas. i quite like those actually.

but anyway, fanfics! i must've mentioned it 20 times already, so I won't start rambling about R,R&R again. however i got another fic idea which i'll write after R,R&R, whenever that'll be. probably in another month or so xD
it's a jack/ianto + ianto's family fanfic and i like it :D then again, i like all my fanfics. except that first sylar/mohinder fanfic there. corny doesn't even do it justice. it's aweful! *grins* though it's quite cute too. but seriously it's all like: life's bad, poor gabe, mohinder gives him hope and kisses him (and that's all good! uhm but i'm not sure if he kisses him. i think so!). yeah and then the sun comes out and a rainbow streches over the city. and i run away and hide because that's just AWEFUL. i wasn't good at shipping/slahsing at that time. i still aren't, but it's getting better. i have a good feeling about R,R&R and i hope others will like it too.

and i'm rambling again. randomness. oh yeah. must be the drugs (who am i kidding, i do this all the time).

well, take care people. i'm gone, looking for cake or something similar.

ETA: i just ran a word count, and this entry got 952 words! just a proof. i can talk about shit, and write 952 in half an hour. frm 17:48 to 18:22. which is EXACTLY half an hour, in fact. cool! so you see. i can do that.

ETA2: just decided to do that german essay tomorrow - i'll spend the rest of the day watching queer as folk. cheers!

ETA3: to annoy you all just a little bit more, i painted a stupid, ugly little eye again. i painted a far better pic too, but it's too big for this layout and looks aweful when you make it smaller. buut you can view it here in case you're interested. (who am i kidding...)
anyway. eye. there you go.

Well, it's not raining - not yet anyway - but it's raining in my head. Uhm, but I'll start at the beginning.

I had the weirdest dream last night! Something including Jedi-clothes, though no real Jedis, the pc-game 'Worms', the Doctor (jep, THE doctor this time) with the Tardis, his son who looked very much like Gray (yeah I know. bit strange...) and Captain Jack! It was quite fun actually. The Doctor, Jack and I were running through a shop, in fact sliding over the floor while some security guy from the shop was following us. Of course, Jack had to stop when he saw some leather clothes, wondering loudly if he should buy some and we nearly got caught. But I managed to get out in time, stealing yellow sun-glasses so I wouldn't be recognized. The doc and Jack soon followed my lead and we ended up at the Doctor's place. He had some kind of weird, grey apartment. He disappeared in the Tardis for a moment and I got to meet his son! Who was quite nice, btw. Dunno what happened to Jack, but at some point he turned up again and we went to another shop where I bought a Jedi-costume (without shoes though. i lost my shoes when i was hiding from the security guard) and we went to a party!

Sometimes I really really love my dreams. *grins* Being crazy is fun.

Anyway, the raining-in-my-head thing. I finally managed to go on writing my fanfic! It's exactly five pages long atm, which isn't that long now but for me, it isn't bad. I haven't even written the first half of the fic yet, so it'll be much more when I finish it. Whenever that is.
So in the fanfic it's raining and someone's puking over the pavement, while Ianto is comforting them. Yep, great plot isn't it?
And now I'm freezing my ass off. It's cold here anyway, and the whole rain-thing doesn't exactly help.

OH MY GOD.

( Doctor Who Season 4 - Partners In Crime Spoilers under the cut! )

Anyway, this'll be the last time for a while that I can sleep more than 8 hours or so, so I'll better go to bed now, it being 2am and all that.

Take Care!

I've finally decided how this story will go on and end! Good to know your plot, isn't it? LOL.

Title: Moonlight (Part 3/?)
Author: Neyne
Rating: PG
Fandom: Doctor Who, Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Ten!Doctor, Martha, Major Lorne, Atlantis Expedition Team
Seasons: DW Season 3, SGA Season 4
Disclaimer: I just play with them.
Summary: The Doctor hasn't visited Atlantis for quite some time now. Things have changed.
A/N: I didn't write any real fanfics for AGES, so this isn't perfect. Obviously. Not to mention this is my first Doctor Who fanfic ever.

Part 2

It takes some time until Evan realizes, that the two strangers seem to expect an answer. But what is he supposed to do? Somehow these two – if not more – have intruded in the city, without anyone noticing. No good sign. Whatever they are here for, it can't be good. With other word's he is screwed: he has no weapon, nor a way to contact someone within the city and they are superior in number.
No reason to make them angry, then.
“Major Evan Lorne” He keeps watching them. Maybe, if he can manage to distract them, he can get away and contact Carter, or Sheppard or McKay or anyone. The doctor's eyes widen at his words.
“Major?”, he says, seemingly irritated and not expecting an answer. “But you must be from Earth!”
“So?”
“There is no technology on earth to travel to other planets, let alone other galaxies!”
Evan shrugs. He has no clue how that guy even knows of earth, but he might as well play along. Keep them talking.
“If you have ever been on Earth – which I somehow doubt – then you probably didn't know because the information is classified. No-one knows except for the government and the members of this expedition.”
“Still, this is impossible. How did you get the technology?” It's that girl talking now, Martha. Evan isn't sure how much to tell her. He is not going to reveal any information that could give away Earth's position – he's learned so much in the past few years. But at the same time he can't lie. There is something about the doctor, he can't really point his finger at. But somehow he is sure that the doctor will look through all his lies, no matter how hard Lorne tries to make them seem realistic. He has to stick to the truth.
“It was on earth all along. We discovered it a few years ago, learned how to use it – and here we are. Looking for friends and technology in another galaxy.”
“Now that sounds familiar.” There is a pause, in which the doctor stars at him, lost in thought. He then groans and moves away from Lorne. “Of course! Oh I should've known. You can never leave anything alone, can you?”
“What are you talking about?”
The doctor turns to look at him again. It's obvious he is angry about something, but Evan has no idea what it is.
“You are Torchwood.”
“It might help if you were talking sense, you know”, Evan responds. Whatever Torchwood is, it can't be something professional or related to the Stargate Program. Not with such a ridiculous name.
The man in front of him frowns. “You're saying you don't know what Torchwood is.”
“No clue.”
“But if you aren't Torchwood. And you are from Earth. Then what are you?”
Lorne opens his mouth to answer, but he doesn't get a chance. Someone else is faster.
“Air Force”, a voice says and before the doctor and Martha even manage to turn around, there is a group of Marines, lead by Sheppard, entering the corridor, weapons pointed at the two intruders. “Now hands above your head. You're coming with us.”

~*~

“How did you find me?”
Sheppard turns away from the cells and looks at the Major, sudden concern in his expression.
“We needed someone to lead the rescue mission for Lieutenant Morgan's team. Looks like they ran into some trouble. They were just requesting backup when the Gate shut down, and we've been unable to dial the planet again. Though McKay is still working on that.” Evan knows Sheppard is trying to keep his hopes up with his last sentence. After all, Morgan once belonged to his team, and they were quite close. But Sheppard doesn't succeed with calming him down. In fact, his words raise his fears even more. If they haven't been able to dial the planet by now, it's unlikely they will in the future.
“Anyway”, the Colonel interrupts his thoughts, “We tried to contact you, but got no response. Which was weird, because after we couldn't get hold of you on your headset, we made an announcement that should have been heard in the main tower, all the quarters, and the infirmary. So we used the Life Signs Detector to see whether you'd gone to the lower levels – and found three dots, that were suspiciously far away, and not moving. We thought you might be in trouble.”
“Looks like you were right”, Evan responds.
“Hey, we weren't going to hurt anybody!”, the doctor's voice comes floating towards them. Lorne turns to see him standing in the cell, looking particularly annoyed.
“Then what are you doing here?”, Sheppard asks.
“I told you, I haven't been here in a while and wanted to see how the city's doing. And I wanted to show her.” He points at Martha.
Sheppard studies the doctor's face for a moment, then shakes his head. “I don't believe you.”
Evan surprises himself, when he speaks – considering this is a superior officer talking to a prisoner, which doesn't really have anything to do with him, even though he was the one who found them.
“Why?”
“We moved the city. No way he could've figured out the new coordinates all by himself. Someone must have told him.” He makes another step towards the cell. “How did you do it?”
The doctor sighs. “Remember we're talking about a flying city here”, he says. “It would be rather stupid to only have the coordinates of where it is at that very moment. I got a code, that lets my ship track Atlantis wherever it is.”
“How did you get it?”
“The Ancients gave it to me.”
Sheppard laughs hollowly and rolls his eyes. “Don't know why I'm waisting my time here...”
“Sorry?”
“The Ancients are long dead. The few that survived the war went to Earth and died out, millions of years ago.”
“Would it help if I told you that my ship is also a time machine?”
Enough is enough, the Colonel decides. He turns to Lorne. “We're done here for now. I'll come back when you decide to tell us the truth!”, he adds as he walks out of the room and disappears behind a corner. Evan looks at the two prisoners for a moment. Somehow, he doesn't think the doctor is lying. But in the end, it's hardly his decision what's going to happen to them. He orders one of the Marines to keep an eye on them, and then follows Sheppard. There'll be a conference soon, and he'd rather get there in time.

Title: Moonlight (Part 2/?)
Author: Neyne
Rating: PG
Fandom: Doctor Who, Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Ten!Doctor, Martha, Major Lorne, Atlantis Expedition Team
Seasons: DW Season 3, SGA Season 4
Summary: The Doctor hasn't visited Atlantis for quite some time now. Things have changed.
A/N: I didn't write any real fanfics for AGES, so this isn't perfect. Obviously. Not to mention this is my first Doctor Who fanfic ever.

Part 1 is here.

Evan can't sleep. His evening shift is long over, but even though he can't deny he's tired, he won't go to sleep. Eventually, he gets up, dresses and leaves his quarters.
It's a calm night. Barely anyone is still up. Colonel Carter has some important meeting with Sheppard's team, whatever that is about. And maybe they are just having a late dinner in the conference room. Because Lorne really doesn't know of anything especially dangerous going on right now. And as head of security, he should know.
First quite slowly, Evan starts to jog through the empty corridors. He soon quickens, and doesn't look back as he runs towards Atlantis' more unexplored, lower levels. You'd think you'd know your home when you've been living there for four years, Evan thinks, rushing past a few large windows with a great view over the ocean. But Atlantis is huge. Actually it's big enough for someone who isn't familiar with ancient technology, to get lost and to die of starvation, if it wasn't for the life signs detector. That thing has saved quite a few lives already. Not like there aren't enough other ways of dying here.
Loss is something every member of this expedition has to deal with. Whether it's friends, teammates, co-workers or just someone you see in the mess hall every now and then. It is there, a constant companion. One the Major would love to get rid of, but he knows there is no way around it. To be honest, he kind of gets used to it. It's been hard in the beginning, but now he's lost so many he can't really keep track of it.
The first people to die, while under his command, were a couple of Marines, that just had got involved with the Stargate Program and had been sent to backup the Expedition. He hadn't known them.
A few more died after that, and then The-Day-Major-Lorne-Doesn't-Talk-About happened. He lost two of his team members then. The fourth member of his team had soon become a Lieutenant, and ended up having a team of his own. Evan got three new teammates then, two of which were still alive, but it had never been the same. And if anything, he became more cautious, trying not to do the same mistakes again. And he didn't. Which didn't stop people from dying, though.
Some people said – usually when they were drunk, or angry, or both – that the higher ranking officers rather sacrificed several Marines' lives, than to let one of their 'own kind' die. Evan knew that wasn't true. The more important people were good enough to avoid death a bit longer than the other Expedition Members, but in the end they just had to face death like everyone else.
It had been Lieutenant Ford two years ago, and Dr. Beckett and Dr. Weir last year. Sheppard might insist that Aiden was still somewhere out there, but Evan doubted it. From what he had heard, Ford would have let them know if he had survived. After all, the whole Hive-thing had been away to get back to them, hadn't it? He wasn't going to tell that the Colonel though. The man had enough on his mind without someone squashing his hopes of Aiden's return.
Minutes, maybe even hours passed – Lorne wasn't so sure, and he'd forgotten to put his watch back on – as he kept jogging, thinking, and not noticing that he wasn't the only one in the dark corridor until he nearly bumped into them.
Evan came to a sudden halt, when he spotted the two dark figures, just one or two meters away from him. He stared. Saying nothing, they stared back. It didn't take Evan long to figure out they didn't belong to the Expedition. Because even though the clothes they wore seemed like usual earth-clothes, every member of the Expedition was supposed to wear their uniform, or at least the standard gray and blue things they got, at all times. No exceptions, save a trip to the mainland or an undercover mission, maybe.
But this couldn't be true. This couldn't be happening. Because there was simply no way the two of them could have reached the city just like that, especially without the alarm going of. If they were using a space ship it would have been detected. Or maybe it had, but Carter had forgotten to warn him? That happened, at least sometimes.
Automatically, Lorne's hand reaches for his comm, just to realize it isn't there. Of course not. He had left it lying on the nightstand in his quarters. Which leaves him with exactly nothing to defend himself against the two intruders. And surely, they must have realized that by now as well. So why aren't they doing anything?

“Hello there”, one of them says and puts forth his hand. Evan just remains staring at him, so the man pulls his hand back again, a sudden smile on his face that does nothing but confuse the major even more.
“This is Martha Jones”, the man goes on. “And I'm the Doctor.”

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As always, comments are love!

Title: Moonlight
Author: Neyne
Rating: PG
Fandom: Doctor Who, Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Ten!Doctor, Martha, Major Lorne, Atlantis Expedition Team
Seasons: DW Season 3, SGA Season 4
Summary: The Doctor hasn't visited Atlantis for quite some time now. Things have changed.
A/N: I didn't write any real fanfics for AGES, so this isn't perfect. Obviously. Not to mention this is my first Doctor Who fanfic ever.



“You want to see something exciting?” The doctor appears out of nowhere, but Martha doesn't even bat an eyelid. She's getting used to this. Actually, he seems to enjoy doing this far to much. More than once he's nearly scared her to death, suddenly standing behind her in a dark room when she could have sworn she was alone only a second ago.
“Like you didn't know the answer”, she replies. After all, she wouldn't be traveling with the doctor if she didn't like to see new, exciting things every day.
“Then I know exactly the right place. Haven't been there in a while, but it's nice there. Bit lonely, though.”
“How's that?”
The Tardis stops with a jar, and Martha nearly falls to the floor – again. Once in her life she might actually be prepared for this, but it's not now, might never be.
“Come and see”, the doctor says, and with that he's disappeared from her view.
Martha sighs, but then hurries to follow him. She stops in her tracks when she sees what's outside though: the Tardis is parked in a long corridor. The walls are painted in a shade of blue, but there are little lights everywhere, and large windows with a stunning view over a never-ending ocean. It must be late, because it's pretty dark, but there are several moons of different size lighting the night. It's beautiful.
“The city of, who people like to call the Ancients.”, the doctor explains, walking along the corridor. Martha follows him, unable to keep her eyes from the windows and the alien design that's more beautiful than any she's seen before. Something seems wrong, though.
“Where is everybody?”
“Dead”, he replies. “The Ancients left millions of years ago. It was war, and they were losing. They went to earth after that and, eventually, died. They were an impressive race. Came to this galaxy before the time war. Never took part in it, though I doubt it would have changed anything. They were highly evolved, but there weren't too many of them. Just enough to happily live in their big, flying city in this small galaxy, far away from everything else.” His voice softens, as he steps out on one of the balconies.
“I met them a couple of times. Wasn't enough.”
“Now this is weird.”
“What is?”
“You see”, Martha says, pointing at the city's main tower. “If everyone is dead – why are the lights on?”

Part 2

Happy New Year, guys!
How ya doing?

So I just had dinner with my family (well, not the entire family but my mom, my dad and my brother). And I talked to my mom about the Audio Book I am just listening to, "The Stone Rose", a Doctor Who Audio Book read by David Tennant. Well, I mainly said that I love his accent which makes the whole thing even better and that it's sci-fi and from doctor who. And that it's in english of course, as not even the normal book has appeared in germany (at least i think so. but as not even the actual show has appeared in germany, i highly doubt that!).
She frowned when I said it was from Doctor Who, but she didn't seem to find it very disguisting. And believe me, disguist is just the word that describes her feelings best, concering the shows I watch.
Strangely she has never heard of Doctor Who, although the show was quite popular when she was young. Well I guess she's never liked sci-fi very much. My dad did, he was a huge Star Trek fan, maybe he knows Dr. Who? Gotta ask him later.
So my mom's first encounter with Doctor Who was the day before yesterday when she saw my desktop background that you can see here:
http://img220.imageshack.us/img220/8480/desktopscreendwboxyd7.jpg

And guess what she said? She acutally liked it! I told her what that thing was supposed to be (leaving out the fact that it was a space ship) and she said she liked it! ain't that great?! She said it reminded her of those red, british telephone boxes, but those blue police boxes were beautiful as well!
And indeed, they are.
However she wanted to know where I got the picture and I had to tell her about Doctor Who, hadn't I? She wasn't very impressed of that, but something was missing: the hate! She didn't seem to hate the show, and as it's as sci-fi as possible and very very crazy you'd never think she'd not hate it. but she doesn't. it's a miracle!

So after dinner we kept talking a bit and I told her that I decided not to go to Britain next year. Now it'd be too late anyway, I would've had to sign up a couple of months ago. I don't mind though, cause I really dont want to go through all that trouble. I'll see enough of Britain or another english-speaking country after school, I'm certain of that.
But I told my mom I'd participate in that NASA contest next year. You got to write an essay about physics - in english of course - and send it to NASA and when you win, you can go there for a week or so and see how work at NASA is like. It's really cool! And as I'm quite good at english (i'm actually better than this, but i'm not really concentrating now and i don't think that anyone will actually read this, so...) and I like physics, I think I might at least have a change. And I'm creative! So hey, I can improvise, can't I? :D
So we'll see. Maybe I'll go there, who knoes? Would be pretty interesting, that's for sure. And it's for free! The state pays for it, and I don't have to pay a cent, which is good because neither me nor the rest of my family got any money. Which is also a reason why I decided against going somewhere next here - too expensive even if the state pays it partually.

Uhm, well. I guess i've talked enough about that. I just like the fact that my mom doesn't seem to hate Doctor Who and that she would really not mind he doing some international stuff and all that.
yeah, so, see you.
And again, a happy new year! bye!

Oh, btw, I painted a bit while listening to the Audio Book:


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