Jun. 17th, 2011

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Title: Ephemera, Part Three
Rating: R
Characters/pairings: Ten, Donna, O/C (will keep calling her that for now to avoid spoilers, though it should be completely obvious by this point)
Warnings/spoilers: Through series four, just to be safe. Warnings for violence and disturbing images/themes throughout the story.
  Also, this is very AU.
Author's Notes:  PLEASE TAKE NOTE-- I changed a couple of paragraphs in Chapter Two to fit a shift in the background history of this story.  I'm sorry if this results in some confusion, but it was still early enough in the story that I felt it could be done.  So people won't have to go re-read if they don't have to, I'll detail it here.  I had originally hinted that Rose fell into the Void during Doomsday, as opposed to being pulled through to the other universe by Pete Tyler.  But I had a plot bunny moment, and now the history of this story is the same as in Doomsday-- Rose was saved at the last minute by Pete.  And then... well, suffice to say Things Happened in the other universe.  That's all I'm going to say about this plot bunny for the moment, but more will be revealed later.  

Part One
Part Two



Coraline Andrews stretched her lithe form out on the sand, tilting her face towards the sun, her eyes shrouded by sunglasses. She had been waiting a long time for this vacation; her father had finally given in to the pleading of his wife and daughter that he take some time off from his job and give them a nice holiday. Of course, a freak thunderstorm would hit the island the day before they arrived, but by the time they reached their destination-- chartered in a private jet, of course-- the sun was shining brightly and the water rippled with a deep turquoise. Coraline smiled at how much like a travel brochure this place looked... so picture perfect, it was almost unreal. In all her seventeen years, she'd never been to the Caribbean. To think! Well, she mused, better late than never.

 

 

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Title: Ephemera, Part Three
Rating: R
Characters/pairings: Ten, Donna, O/C (will keep calling her that for now to avoid spoilers, though it should be completely obvious by this point)
Warnings/spoilers: Through series four, just to be safe. Warnings for violence and disturbing images/themes throughout the story.
  Also, this is very AU.
Author's Notes:  PLEASE TAKE NOTE-- I changed a couple of paragraphs in Chapter Two to fit a shift in the background history of this story.  I'm sorry if this results in some confusion, but it was still early enough in the story that I felt it could be done.  So people won't have to go re-read if they don't have to, I'll detail it here.  I had originally hinted that Rose fell into the Void during Doomsday, as opposed to being pulled through to the other universe by Pete Tyler.  But I had a plot bunny moment, and now the history of this story is the same as in Doomsday-- Rose was saved at the last minute by Pete.  And then... well, suffice to say Things Happened in the other universe.  That's all I'm going to say about this plot bunny for the moment, but more will be revealed later.  

Part One
Part Two



Coraline Andrews stretched her lithe form out on the sand, tilting her face towards the sun, her eyes shrouded by sunglasses. She had been waiting a long time for this vacation; her father had finally given in to the pleading of his wife and daughter that he take some time off from his job and give them a nice holiday. Of course, a freak thunderstorm would hit the island the day before they arrived, but by the time they reached their destination-- chartered in a private jet, of course-- the sun was shining brightly and the water rippled with a deep turquoise. Coraline smiled at how much like a travel brochure this place looked... so picture perfect, it was almost unreal. In all her seventeen years, she'd never been to the Caribbean. To think! Well, she mused, better late than never.

 

 

Read more... )

 

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