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Value [Aug. 20th, 2004|02:50 pm]
What is the most important value you would pass onto your child?Collapse )
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Enemies and friends [Aug. 11th, 2004|04:57 pm]
EnemiesCollapse )
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(no subject) [Jul. 10th, 2004|09:29 am]
"Put me down!"

Tegan flailed wildly as the butterfly fluttered toward the ground. "Put me down, you brute!"

As the large butterfly alighted to the ground, she rolled away from it and rose, dusting herself down. "The Doc was right...this sort of thing NEVER happened when traveling with my Doc...who the hell...?"

The butterfly that had carried her stood facing her. It's wings were a beautiful conglomeration of blues, greens and yellows. It looked just like an Earth butterfly until it spoke.

"We mean you no harm..."

"Could have fooled me," Tegan grumbled. "I've flown with a lot of pilots but never one that left me out on the wing..."

She gasped as two more butterflies appeared from the undergrowth. Two more appeared behind her.

"Oh, just great..."
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(no subject) [Jul. 8th, 2004|08:19 am]
What have you most regretted losing?Collapse )
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Perfect Evening? [May. 31st, 2004|10:19 am]
*looks around quietly to make sure she is completely alone*

What would constitute a perfect evening for me? You mean other than running about the Universe as if the End of all Ends was going to find us? Hmmm.

I suppose if we're talking a romantic evening then I would have to say a nice quiet dinner with candlelight and soft music. And a chance to wear a beautiful dress. I don't get girly enough these days. Mind you, it is rather hard to do so running about the Universe. I do like to get to know people, contrary to popular belief, and having a nice dinner with conversation would be perfect for that.

And if we're not talking romance, well then...I would have to say a nice evening with my drawing. Or a book. Anything but this endless running we always seem to be doing around here.

Or maybe just an evening sitting around talking with the Doctor. Asking him some of the questions that have always bugged me about him.
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Well... [Apr. 27th, 2004|08:38 pm]
Despite the fact that he's not the Doc I'm used to, this Sixth incarnation is pretty interesting.

Cripes, and the questions he's asked me...Am I sure that this Doc and my Doc are the same person?

*smiles at her fondly* Brave heart, Tegan!

Thanks, Doc...I think I'm going to need it.

1 - Why choose airline hostess as a career path? If you had known then what you do now, would you choose a different vocation?

I chose to be an airline hostess because I wanted to travel. I loved seeing new places and you see something new everyday that way. I didn't think my wishes would be taken that literally what with stumbling into the TARDIS that day. But the good thing about being a hostess...you return home eventually.

Would I choose a different vocation? Cripes, I don't know. Maybe. What with keeping you...er...him...in line as much as I have...maybe something in professional organisation might be in order. Or maybe an artist

2 - Of the places you've traveled in the TARDIS, to which one would you return if you could?

Hands down, Eye of Orion. I absolutely adore that place. And the smells. Rabbits, it was beautiful there. And if he couldn't steer the TARDIS there (which wouldn't surprise me a great deal), then...believe it or not...Gallifrey.

3 - If you could visit (but not change) any time and/or place, where would it be and why?

On Earth? I would love to visit the Renaissance. Da Vinci. Or maybe Austria when Mozart was around.

4 - If you could describe me -- er, him - in 3 words, what would they be?

Now, Doc...this is a hard question. Just three words? Can I explain each one so that you don't...I don't know...die laughing at the words I use?

1. Hero. Yes, stop chuckling, Doc. You're like those heroes I read about as a kid, you know...all rushing in and taking care of the bad guy. But just like them, you never worry about personal loss. I've seen personal loss with you and seen you go through personal loss and you don't seem ready to deal with it. So, you are a hero, but a reluctant one at times. That's why you need us, you know.

2. Friend. Strange as it sounds and I know you won't believe me but, you're very much a close friend of mine, Doc. And when and if I leave you, I'll miss you. I know that much.

3. Umm...and sentimental. I see it every time you walk out of the TARDIS and see a cricket patch or when you walked out on the Eye or any times we've talked about Nyssa or Adric, or this Romana person, or Sarah Jane. You get that look in your eyes

5 - What would you like for your birthday?

*laughs* Sanity returned, please? Seriously though, if I ever celebrate a birthday on the TARDIS, I'd like to just spend a day having fun instead of forever and always running everywhere. The memories of that I can take anywhere. And if on Earth, then...I don't know...new shoes?
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Democracy or Monarchy... [Apr. 26th, 2004|03:29 pm]
<lj-cut text = "And this week's..." I suppose I should have something to say on this topic, but to be honest, I really don't have an opinion either way. I detest slavery and I really don't like the communism way of things. But this all smacks of politics and I'm not quite a politic type girl. Just so long as they aren't trying to personally tell me what is going on in my life, I'm quite happy. Ask the Doc... Hell's teeth, but if I have a choice I'll say that both types are sister type governments, they're just fine. But some of the stuff I've seen traveling in this Magical Mystery Tour of a police box...*shivers* Yes please to democracy or monarchy...and no to those other things...thanks.
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Oddest gift [Apr. 21st, 2004|11:37 am]
Oh, good God!Collapse )
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Tombstone [Feb. 29th, 2004|04:34 pm]
[Bad username: Tombstone question]


I don’t know if I want to answer this question. What do I want on my tombstone? Hell’s Teeth! I’m not dead yet, nor do I plan to be for quite some time, thank you very much. I spend enough time trying to get the Doctor not to look at the downside of things…like death.

I’m sure I could come up with something for Turlough’s though.
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Blindingly drunk? [Jan. 5th, 2004|08:14 am]
Cripes, I don’t think there ever isn’t a reason to drink, really. I do it all the time, but not heavily. Especially not with life the way it is these days…being drunk and dealing with the Harbingers of Doom that seem to follow us around…well…it wouldn’t mesh. But being blindingly drunk…

When I was a child, dad used to be a drunk. He never did anything to us, not really. He’d just drink. There’d be no yelling or hitting or anything. But around that time is when Mum began to cast about for a new man. That was when I used to go and stay with my eldest sister in Sydney for awhile…the summers. When I’d come home one year, Mum was divorcing Dad and he moved out. Alcohol and all. Moved in with his secretary.

That’s when I got shipped off like parcel post to a boarding school. And that’s when my life went to hell.

When I think of drunk, I think of that, of being alone and it doesn’t do well by me. Drinking…sure…so drunk that I can’t remember who I am or where or what really matters…no.

Besides, the Doc has too much class and I just really can’t see him joining me in getting blindingly drunk.

Muse: Tegan Jovanka
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 211
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