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calufraxStory: How To Save The Universe, Without Leaving The Room
Author: moonmonkey
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 19372
Author's Summary: You’re the last of the Time Lords. Your civilisation has been blown out of existence, taking your mortal enemies with it. And now you think the universe might be unravelling. Or you are. Two people in a room, from 'Rose' to 'Journey's End.'
Characters/Pairings: The Doctor (8-10)/ Nyssa… purely platonic, of course. ;)
Warnings: none
Recced because:
I don’t think there is a story on the teaspoon which I’ve come back to more than this; half a dozen times at least, and each time it’s just as fresh, just as lovely.
The story is about Nyssa and the Doctor, but mostly it is about Nyssa; an older, wiser Nyssa who has come to accept her lot in life. True to its title, the fic never leaves the confines of her bedroom at Oxford where, following her adventures with the Doctor and on Terminus, Nyssa became a professor. The plot takes the form of a disjointed conversation which begins in 1935 (for Nyssa) and concludes alongside the first strikes of WWII. Despite the lack of actual action the pace never slackens and the powder keg atmosphere of a world, and a universe, on edge is evident throughout. I love the idea of Nyssa as the Doctor’s backstage “whoops, and then my planet was gone” grief consoler and advisor. I love the heady mixture of science, and music, and angst, and H/C, and silly Doctor babblings, and catastrophic consequences, and, of course, it’s all topped off with the best bit of fluff imaginable.
Author: moonmonkey
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 19372
Author's Summary: You’re the last of the Time Lords. Your civilisation has been blown out of existence, taking your mortal enemies with it. And now you think the universe might be unravelling. Or you are. Two people in a room, from 'Rose' to 'Journey's End.'
Characters/Pairings: The Doctor (8-10)/ Nyssa… purely platonic, of course. ;)
Warnings: none
Recced because:
I don’t think there is a story on the teaspoon which I’ve come back to more than this; half a dozen times at least, and each time it’s just as fresh, just as lovely.
The story is about Nyssa and the Doctor, but mostly it is about Nyssa; an older, wiser Nyssa who has come to accept her lot in life. True to its title, the fic never leaves the confines of her bedroom at Oxford where, following her adventures with the Doctor and on Terminus, Nyssa became a professor. The plot takes the form of a disjointed conversation which begins in 1935 (for Nyssa) and concludes alongside the first strikes of WWII. Despite the lack of actual action the pace never slackens and the powder keg atmosphere of a world, and a universe, on edge is evident throughout. I love the idea of Nyssa as the Doctor’s backstage “whoops, and then my planet was gone” grief consoler and advisor. I love the heady mixture of science, and music, and angst, and H/C, and silly Doctor babblings, and catastrophic consequences, and, of course, it’s all topped off with the best bit of fluff imaginable.
