How To Save A Life (Ish), by vvj5
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calufraxIt's that second crossover I mentioned on Monday -
Story: How To Save A Life (Ish)
Author: vvj5
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 3062
Author's Summary: Sometimes what you get isn't what it seems - and further proof that Martha can sort out everyone's problems. Well, almost.
Characters/Pairings: Ten, Martha, Arnold 'Ace' Rimmer, formerly of the mining ship Red Dwarf.
Warnings: Spoilers for Red Dwarf series 7.
Recced because: As a Red Dwarf fan, this is what I want to have happened after series 7. Martha's niceness and understanding, her companion and doctoring ability to talk to people are exactly what 'Ace' needs. Meanwhile he looks at her and appreciates her (sort of) and manages to (lightly) humiliate the Doctor, who is fantastically petulant about the arrival of the other sort of hero (he's athletic! he fires guns at people! he's handsome! [strangely, the hair does work for him] he talks in a ridiculously deep voice! he once surfed an alligator out of a burning helicopter!). As well as being a great match-up all round, this fic leaves me with warm fuzzies, which (if Dwarf has a fault) it must be said Red Dwarf does too rarely.
If you haven't seen 'Red Dwarf' - perhaps you should. It's a low-budget British science fiction show about the last of his kind travelling through (time and) space in a ship all the other aliens make fun of. And it's one of the best and funniest sitcoms Britain has ever produced (until it isn't. The relevant episode in series 7 is about the time you should stop watching.)
“I don’t believe it,” said Martha, half hanging out the entrance. “Doctor, will you look at this? Someone just -.”
He had three different coloured wires in his mouth. “Mrpha.”
“I really, really, don’t believe it. Ooh. Ouch. That’s got to hurt.”
He pulled the wires out of his mouth and twisted them together. “Martha, what are you on about?”
“Some guy,” she said, turning her head. “Came out of nowhere on one of those motorbike things, shot down the sniper, then flung himself halfway across the field, hitting the outpost of guards. Although, I do mean hitting it. Head first, actually.”
The Doctor frowned. “Oh, no,” he said. “It couldn’t be, could it? Smarmy sort of bloke, with unlikely hair? Mention kippers, did he?”
Story: How To Save A Life (Ish)
Author: vvj5
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 3062
Author's Summary: Sometimes what you get isn't what it seems - and further proof that Martha can sort out everyone's problems. Well, almost.
Characters/Pairings: Ten, Martha, Arnold 'Ace' Rimmer, formerly of the mining ship Red Dwarf.
Warnings: Spoilers for Red Dwarf series 7.
Recced because: As a Red Dwarf fan, this is what I want to have happened after series 7. Martha's niceness and understanding, her companion and doctoring ability to talk to people are exactly what 'Ace' needs. Meanwhile he looks at her and appreciates her (sort of) and manages to (lightly) humiliate the Doctor, who is fantastically petulant about the arrival of the other sort of hero (he's athletic! he fires guns at people! he's handsome! [strangely, the hair does work for him] he talks in a ridiculously deep voice! he once surfed an alligator out of a burning helicopter!). As well as being a great match-up all round, this fic leaves me with warm fuzzies, which (if Dwarf has a fault) it must be said Red Dwarf does too rarely.
If you haven't seen 'Red Dwarf' - perhaps you should. It's a low-budget British science fiction show about the last of his kind travelling through (time and) space in a ship all the other aliens make fun of. And it's one of the best and funniest sitcoms Britain has ever produced (until it isn't. The relevant episode in series 7 is about the time you should stop watching.)
“I don’t believe it,” said Martha, half hanging out the entrance. “Doctor, will you look at this? Someone just -.”
He had three different coloured wires in his mouth. “Mrpha.”
“I really, really, don’t believe it. Ooh. Ouch. That’s got to hurt.”
He pulled the wires out of his mouth and twisted them together. “Martha, what are you on about?”
“Some guy,” she said, turning her head. “Came out of nowhere on one of those motorbike things, shot down the sniper, then flung himself halfway across the field, hitting the outpost of guards. Although, I do mean hitting it. Head first, actually.”
The Doctor frowned. “Oh, no,” he said. “It couldn’t be, could it? Smarmy sort of bloke, with unlikely hair? Mention kippers, did he?”
