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Well, bro is visiting for Christmas. I have great plans to get him to watch some Doctor Who. (insert evil laugh) My darling cat seemed very excited by this return - as I was trying to sleep, I suddenly spotted him attacking my Daleks. He nibbled on them, smacked them around with his paws, seemed to find the bumps very intriguing. After a while of that, he came to sleep in my bed, the Daleks left knocked down. Cat 1, Daleks 0.

So, anon, I've decided to take on your dark!fic challenge. I offer a bit of teasing cheese.

"The Daleks would kill all of creation. A billion planets - or just a few. I made the choice it would be the latter."

"You killed them. Your own people."

"Yes." His voice is harsh, burrowing into her. "I did it. My people died and I did it."

"But you're sorry," she replies, staring at him.

"I would do it again."

"No."

"I would."

She's never really known him at all, she thinks.

He doesn't say anything more, she doesn't ask, and for a while, it is as if the words were never spoken. For a while, the grain of doubt in her mind lays still. But words haunt and humans let them.

There is storm brewing in her mind and the grain has become a desert.
(....)

She kisses him; framing his head in her hands, feeling his lips hard and unresponsive against hers. She has to stand on her toes to reach, pressing herself against his body and almost feeling his heartbeats through skin and cloth. After a moment, he takes her by the elbows and breaks the kiss, his eyes ice as he looks at her.

"I'm not Mickey," he says flatly. "That's not going to make it all right."

'I know!' she wants to hurl at him. She knows, oh, she knows. Mickey doesn't do this to her, doesn't spin time around and dance among falling stars as if it's rain. Mickey doesn't hold death in his voice and life in his offered hand. Mickey doesn't have two hearts, one for her and one for the Universe.


Might have to do the CSI/Doctor Who crossover at last as well, since I have been yapping on about it forever (and even written some on). A few of the other ones look tasty as well. We shall see how inspo strikes.

Me thinks Arnold needs a waaaaaahmbulance
Judge bans itelligent design design from being taught in Dover schools

In his ruling, Judge Jones demolished assertions by members of Dover's former school board, or administrators, that the theory of intelligent design (ID) was based around scientific ratherthan religious belief.
He accused them of "breathtaking inanity", of lying under oath and of trying to introduce religion into schools through the back door.
The judge said he had determined that ID was not science and "cannot uncouple itself from its creationist, and thus religious, antecedents".


Ouch! That's some slam-down, Judge (and apparently, the guy is a Republican). Let me fangirl you for a moment. "Beathtaking inanity" - oooh, do it again, Judge. It's so sexy.

I must admit, ID just leaves me baffled. Not that it exists in itself, but that people are trying to get it hailed as science and has museums dedicated to it. It seems to me to fail several scientific criteria (falsification, for instance). Granted, evolution as a theory hasn't been completely proved, but scientific theories never are. The ones who stick around are those who are failed to be disproved. Stick God into it directly - as ID does - and you got a mess. People are still arguing over proof-disproof God exists and they have for eons. That one's not getting settled fast. Besides, it's not like you can't think God is behind evolution.

But of course, I live in a country where ID in schools seems about as likely as Norway ever winning the football world cup in the nude except for Viking helmets and we find the whole thing extremely odd and besides, we're all probably going to hell here anyway (says Phelps) for thinking it okay that gays can get married in our country, so might as well do it in style. Science, science, science, oi, oi, oi!

(Do it again, Judge.)

Date: 2005-12-21 01:27 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
The dark!fic...it pleases. Very, very much! There are few I'd trust with this task. Many cannot see the difference between dark and bashing fic and lo, if there is anyone who has dark pockets in his soul it is our dear Doctor.

I feel the ache in my teeth from the sweetness of fandom beginning to recede. It goes without saying that this is greatly, greatly anticipated.

Date: 2005-12-22 06:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misscam.livejournal.com
Shall try my best to please you, dear mousie.

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