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calufraxStory: All the Ragged People: A 7th Doctor ShortTrip
Author: theOther
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1200
Author's Summary: "For her, whose life was dictated by chaos and adventure and personal suffering even the Doctor knew nothing about, life was to end not with a bang, but with a whisper."
Characters/Pairings: Ace McShane, The Doctor (7th)
Warnings: None
Recced because: It's a short fic with a lovely moment between the Seventh Doctor and Ace that shows how much they care about each other.
"Does it hurt, Professor?" Ace whispered.
The Doctor turned his head from the cold wall and considered his companion with a sliver of incomprehension. "I don't know, Ace. I have never died before."
"You told me that your people, when their goose is cooked, do some weird identity swap to save themselves. You become an entirely different person. Isn't that like dying?"
The Doctor twiddled his interlaced fingers thoughtfully, and pondered over Ace's statement for what seemed like a small eternity.
"It is, and it isn't, I suppose." He rolled the words carefully over his tongue, as if mistrusting himself to say the right thing. "My old form dies, but the essence of me stays the same. I am still the same man, deep down. I am still the Doctor."
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Author: theOther
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1200
Author's Summary: "For her, whose life was dictated by chaos and adventure and personal suffering even the Doctor knew nothing about, life was to end not with a bang, but with a whisper."
Characters/Pairings: Ace McShane, The Doctor (7th)
Warnings: None
Recced because: It's a short fic with a lovely moment between the Seventh Doctor and Ace that shows how much they care about each other.
"Does it hurt, Professor?" Ace whispered.
The Doctor turned his head from the cold wall and considered his companion with a sliver of incomprehension. "I don't know, Ace. I have never died before."
"You told me that your people, when their goose is cooked, do some weird identity swap to save themselves. You become an entirely different person. Isn't that like dying?"
The Doctor twiddled his interlaced fingers thoughtfully, and pondered over Ace's statement for what seemed like a small eternity.
"It is, and it isn't, I suppose." He rolled the words carefully over his tongue, as if mistrusting himself to say the right thing. "My old form dies, but the essence of me stays the same. I am still the same man, deep down. I am still the Doctor."
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