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calufrax2015-03-13 10:32 am
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Entry tags:
rec: take it with you (when you go), by azar
Story: take it with you (when you go)
Author: Azar
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2021
Author's Summary: The Doctor gives Nyssa a way to recreate a little piece of Traken aboard the TARDIS.
Characters/Pairings: Nyssa, Fifth Doctor
Warnings: None
Recced because: It's sometimes easy to forget that when Nyssa joined Team TARDIS, she lost her entire planet. This moving fic gives us some fascinating background into her life on Traken, and gives Nyssa a little bit of hope that there might still be a chance to nurture a small piece of her former life.
On the other side of the console, the Doctor sat up abruptly, a perturbed line creasing his usually youthful brow as his eyebrows puckered together in concern. "You miss it, don't you?" he asked gently, looking her in the face for the first time since their conversation had begun.
Nyssa shrugged. "Of course."
"I didn't only mean Traken, though I've no desire to belittle your loss," the Doctor corrected in that same quiet tone of voice. "I meant the planting."
Author: Azar
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2021
Author's Summary: The Doctor gives Nyssa a way to recreate a little piece of Traken aboard the TARDIS.
Characters/Pairings: Nyssa, Fifth Doctor
Warnings: None
Recced because: It's sometimes easy to forget that when Nyssa joined Team TARDIS, she lost her entire planet. This moving fic gives us some fascinating background into her life on Traken, and gives Nyssa a little bit of hope that there might still be a chance to nurture a small piece of her former life.
On the other side of the console, the Doctor sat up abruptly, a perturbed line creasing his usually youthful brow as his eyebrows puckered together in concern. "You miss it, don't you?" he asked gently, looking her in the face for the first time since their conversation had begun.
Nyssa shrugged. "Of course."
"I didn't only mean Traken, though I've no desire to belittle your loss," the Doctor corrected in that same quiet tone of voice. "I meant the planting."