And I'm not cold, I am old. At least as old as you are.

[a-lonely-god.livejournal.com]

((Takes place a day or two after the Doctor gives up trying to get out of the park.))

Not long ago the Doctor had told the Master that his greatest weapon was that he knew him. The time that had passed –and not passed, and un-passed– since then had taught him differently, and as he walked up the steps to the City Hall he realized that he didn’t really know what reaction to expect from him over the whole fiasco. His head told him that they’d done a lot worse to each other over the years than a fistfight; he imagined he’d owe the Master a few conceded battles to even out that particular score to the other’s satisfaction.

And yet somehow he felt a rather disproportionate amount of trepidation as he knocked at the door. When no one answered he heaved a sigh and let himself in.

Crowley listens to Tone Loc?!

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

A couple of days after the Truth or Dare game, someone snuck into the radio booth and put on a special song just for Katou...