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Story: The Marauder’s Clan
Author: Poetry (

joking on LJ)
Rating: All ages
Word Count: 2547
Author's Summary: Justice comes in many forms.
Characters/Pairings: Jack Harkness, Other Character(s), Rose Tyler, The Doctor (9th)
Warnings: none

Recced because: An outsider’s POV on the main characters is always intriguing to me, especially if the viewpoint character is an alien. Add in my favorite Doctor Who trio--the Ninth Doctor, Rose Tyler, and Jack Harkness--and it’s a recipe for for some very satisfying reading.

In a relatively short piece, Poetry has created a rich and complex alien culture. The unnamed narrator is a member of a species that communicates with sign language and has a highly developed sense of smell.

I raised my hands in greeting when they reached my tent. The Yellow-Maned Human stopped and turned her head to her companion. "He's saying hello to us in sign language! I didn't know the TARDIS did sign language." I privately wondered how she could sound so surprised, yet still understand what I said. Then again, spoken language always surprised me no matter how often I heard it in the Bazaar; unlike the Yellow-Maned Human, I simply kept that opinion to myself.

"'Course she does. The Sirinof can't talk like we do. They haven't got tongues, or even vocal cords." He raised his hands and approximated a greeting as best he could with only ten fingers. I was surprised to note that he used the particular inflections specific to my clan - certain flicks of the wrist and crooks of the thumb that I would recognize anywhere. "I'm the Doctor, and this is Rose. Good to do business with you, heir of Torikai," he said aloud.

"You know my clan?" I said, fingers dancing with curiosity and nerves.

"Oh, we go back," he said, and although he'd greeted me with a charming flourish of his hands, there was darkness and power within him too.

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