Friends of Friends

21/12/2009, originally uploaded by stockycub1973.

London got hit with some snow today. I ended up having to walk part of the way to work. The bus I was on was skidding along and we all got chucked off.

I'm not entirely sure fanfic is allowed on this website- only having recently found it but I think I spotted one in the side bar so here I am. My writting is a bit rushed, and un-betaed, but I am rather good at writting for my age and I know how to use spell check. I do warn you though, I will cower behind my age before I know it. Feel free to hand out advice, I'd really like some but I do tend to snap when flamed. Then who doesn't? I hope some of you find enjoyment in this but just remember the third and second chapter's are better then the first before you eat me alive? Oh and Rose is more mothering and less Doctor-mad. Maia was a Time Lord, not just any Time Lord but the Master's daughter. That little fact had already made Maia's life very difficult but accidentally being sucked into the Doctor's TARDIS just before her planet exploded was crossing the bloody line! S3 AU ( Be gentle? )So she thought her actions in shoving Marliki away from her and turning around, slamming them both into the door as she had assumed it open, perfectly justified. He, however, did not. So her actions in breaking his nose for trying to kiss her again were even more justified. Maiannely feel out of broom closet, her hearts turning to ice as she realised what was happening. They were under attack from the Daleks, and this time she knew they wouldn't survive but she forced her thoughts away from that and onto her father. She could sense him near by, and why wouldn't he be it was her graduation after all. Maiannely felt him grab onto her presence as soon as she sensed him, he was fine but very worried almost scared even. It made Maiannely tremble in fear because her father was almost never scared, there had only been that one time a few months ago when the Emperor Dalek had taken hold of the Crible. "Meet me at the school gates, now!" Her father’s voice barked harshly in her mind, Maiannely sent a wave of shaky agreement into his mind. She felt a wave brief of love and affection from him before she grabbed Marliki, putting her pale almost fearful face close to his. He looked very surprised, and she knew why; Maiannely was the ice queen of the Academy. She was reckless, violent, far smarter then most and she was basically known to be fearless as no one could see behind her mask apart from her father, the Rani, Romana and Marliooh, her cousin. Anagram "You need to get out of here, when you get to the main hallway sound the alarm or I will hunt you down and rip out your lungs from your nose!" She snarled at him, her icy blue eyes maddened. Marliki looked even more terrified of her then the Daleks at the moment; it sent smugness through her hearts before she became serious. "Be careful," it was as close to a goodbye as she would give him, and he knew it so he set off to do her task with only one last, almost loving, look at her form. And Maiannly began to race to the school gates but something that neither herself nor her father had thought would happen had happened; the Daleks had gotten into her school and they were in the Great hall, where she had just entered. She had to get past them to get to the school gates, Maiannly let out a silent string of curses. The gates weren't that far from the school but also not that close either, probably why her father had picked it. She glanced at the Daleks again; luckily they hadn't seen or detected her yet, there were only six of them in front of her. Gods, she hated that number. Maiannely mentally slapped her self-across the face, she needed focus if she wanted to get out of this even slightly alive. Her shoulders slouched as she ducked behind a near by poll, her back pressed sharply into the cold marble. Her breath was surprisingly even, as she slipped a long hand into her pocket, it closed around one of her many self-made bombs. Maiannely was insane like her father, favoured him in looks and personality too, but she was her mother's daughter when it came to experiments. She had found out by mistake that her bombs worked on the Daleks, with a father as important in the war this hadn't been the first time she had been only mere miles away from Daleks or a rather messy death. Her hearts did an odd back flip in her chest, her trembling hands clutching onto the bomb's, not all of them only 7 out of the 42 she carried around. Her arm, whole body, tensed, and she pulled her arm back and hurling the bombs at the luckily unsuspecting Daleks. Unfortunately one of her bomb's went wide and smacked a marble poll with a loud bang it exploded not only the Daleks but the poll as well. Maiannely started running as fast as she could, her hearts beating widely with fear as the Hall began to crumb, she tripped and rolled down the steps harshly as the room crumbed completely making the room shake. Maiannely laid completely still at the bottom of the steps, her hearts still trying to beat out of her chest frantically, before she quickly began doing a mental check. She had a sprained wrist from the fall, loads of bruises and cuts from the hall blowing up and a few pulled muscles. She quickly jumped to her feet, almost falling back down from the pain in her legs but didn't let it stop her for long before she started running out of the school she stumbled into the school gates before she took time to look around. It was terrible, utter chaos and not in the way Maiannely liked. There was blood everywhere, making the normally light red grass the colour of her mother's hair. Bodies of fallen Time-Lords littered the floor, making her cling onto her father's still alive presence in the back of her mind. The normally calm air was littered with loud screams of pain, fear and rage, Time-Lords and the Daleks voice seemed to blend into one as her head spun. She had seen death many times before but this was....there were no words to describe what this was. She spotted a fair many of her school 'friends' dead on the blooded grass, her teachers and worst of all she spotted her mother, luckily still alive for now, but she didn't know for how long. Maiannely did love her mother but she hadn't been there, barely interested in Maiannely until the whole town was buzzing about the attack, how she had melted the Daleks. She did nothing but watch in horror as the red- she could sense it was her mother clearly- blur fell to the Daleks ray. And she never made a sound. Suddenly the screams echoed in her ears madly, not her own, her hearts were jumping out of her chest. Everything was suddenly so overwhelming, and blurry she couldn't breathe, but then she felt a hand, familiar at that, grab hers and everything become worse but she didn't scream. She followed her father, running from the chaos. She had never ran so fast in her life, she was terrified not for herself mostly for how she could just watch her mother die without a sound. It hadn't been common sense, self-preservation, it had just been cold. She hadn't cared at all. A loud bang sent her head spinning. Her ear drums felt like they were going to burst at the thought noise, what she saw as her head turned made her feel a flicker of surprise. It was the alarm; more Time-Lord soldiers would be swarming the place in moments. In the mad rush she had forgotten about her orders to Marliki. She didn't have time to think of him before she was dragged away from the battle by her father, she wanted to yell and demand what he was doing, where they were going but she knew that yelling, screaming and demanding wouldn't make him listen to her. She had learned that when she had been only 5 years old, he doted on her, adored her even, but he wasn't against punishing her for throwing tantrums. "Father, where are we going?" She asked, trying to sound calm but it came out rather panicky-y. Her long black hair was flying behind her but somehow managed to keep blocking her view of him, she couldn't really tell if he was as panicked as her. He had far better mental shields, which had encouraged her to make hers as strong as possible to keep him out of her head when she needed to and she only just managed that by the skin of her teeth. "Back to the Tardis, we're leaving. No arguments, I shouldn't have allowed you to stay for this long in the first place," his words were less elegant from panic so she didn't even try to protest. "Wouldn't they find us though, father? Daleks are patrolling the planet..." she pointed out, managing to keep pace with him. "I've got more then a few tricks up my sleeve, my dearest.” He muttered in response. It was seriously not a time to ask if he was calling her that childhood nickname, he unconsciously seemed to slip up into calling her that when he was worried or distracted by something. It didn't take them long to get to his Tardis, he had parked near the school as always. They basically had there own parking space because of the amount of times she had gotten into fights, pranked teachers and students, set something on fire or blown it up, had been disrespectful to the teachers and set a massive deadly hybrid on the school by accident, her father had loved that one. He hurried, almost gently, pushed her inside away from the loud screams that were still coming from the school and away from the Daleks. She glanced around quickly at the black inside of her father's Tardis; she decided then and there that she loved black. Maiannely watched him hurry around the console silently before she hugged him tightly from behind after he finished doing what ever he was planning. He froze for a second before twisting around and hugging her back, stroking her black hair absently. She took in a deep breath against his robes, still shaking slightly before calming down but she didn't want to let go yet, she held tighter even. He let her, hugging her tightly back. "Mother's dead..."she told him coldly, it was slightly muffled against his shoulder. He didn't even pause in stroking her hair, he didn't care at all, why would he after all. "I know." She let go a few moments after his reply. "Good." She smiled softly at him, running a hand through her hair. Her hearts singing slightly in relief that he was okay, that they were both okay but she had a terrible feeling that it wouldn't last for too long. She was right.

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• 23:12 Liv Tyler is not a convincing scientist. #hulk #
• 23:17 However Dr Spaceman is hilarious. #hulk #
• 23:41 I might've watched a Def Leppard animated series 20 years ago. Does anyone younger than 30 even know Def Leppard? #
• 23:55 Dethklok or Def Leppard? #
• 03:20 Can't sleep. Punishment for doubting Def Leppard? #
• 12:02 Just opened my bill from the CPA. Wowza - the CPA wants a lot of money. #
• 12:37 oh wow - Mileycyrusnudemileycyrusnude didn't fill in the checklist form on the Zeus website this week. and we were becoming close : ( #
• 13:32 The @variants editor said I can use the real image for episose 7 and he can alter it in post. Just a warning to @variantsjoe & @schmeschme #
• 13:42 @kenlowery more like blackest night goatse #
• 13:48 I don't understand why the violence in the Texas Chainsaw comics is okay for a 13 year old but the nudity isn't. #
• 13:51 @ChaosMonkey they've settled on Vampirella. ugh. #
• 13:59 Having a run on gift cards. If you're a Zeus customer, there's a pretty good chance someone you love got you a gift card. #
• 14:00 @solipsiae yes. #
• 14:03 oh - school is out. #
• 14:05 I'm wearing a green lantern shirt and selling comics. Before you say I'm living the dream just remember I have to deal with the public. #
• 14:08 I didn't realize parking was better at the old location. Thanks. I totally would have picked a different place. #
• 14:09 @pingley yes. a blessing all round. #
• 14:19 A woman just walked out because an action figure fell of a rack when no one was near it. I'M SERIOUS. spooky. #
• 14:44 @bclaymoore I caught one Sunday. It was right after Jackie cut her hair. I swear I spent a 5 minutes wondering if Martin Short was guesting. #
• 16:21 this vegan fried rice is really good. #
• 17:42 @kenlowery I've read so many amazon purchases tweets on here that it's not surprising. Who goes to a book store anymore? #
• 17:43 spent 10 minutes chatting with someone in-store about their love of @variants. It was cool and weird at the same time. #
• 17:48 @noelgross yeppers. people are odd. #
• 17:56 @kenlowery I prefer book stores myself but then I have one kind of. #
• 18:43 Its a shame @ruckawriter's Detective isn't collected. I could sell that shit of that for Giftmas. #
• 18:46 @AronHead will check it out later tonight. #
• 18:57 People keep referencing Team Jacob and Team Edward. Was that in the books? Where did it come from? Because its driving me crazy! #
• 19:01 @charlithegreat I hear kids tormenting each other with it. #
• 19:15 Everyone pick a side! Are you a Team Barry or a Team Richard? one will die. none will survive. The universe will forever be changed. #
• 19:26 @krisstraub and there's a rogue contender in the running! #

Something special about coming home and seeing your man working on a sausage.

I have to show him where he local butchers are at. There are some great polish and Portugeuse shops around our area.

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We'll have a more comprehensive rundown of Capitol Hill New Year's Eve highlights and, heck, we still have Christmas to get through, but thought you might want time to get your outfit planned for this one. Lifelong AIDS Alliance is a hosting a benefit masquerade ball with a David Bowie theme.

"As the World Falls Down," a Labyrinth masquerade ball and benefit, will take over Odd Fellows West Hall for a Capitol Hill countdown and celebration of the year behind and the future ahead. It's spendy -- tickets are $125 -- but you get everything you need to celebrate the night. Except your David Bowie outfit. And your Iman. You need to come up with those yourself.

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Yay, no jury duty three days before x-mas for me! Thank you, baby Jebus!

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Once you are comfortable with basic sleeping, you may wish to move on to more difficult positions, as demonstrated here by Dizzy the Frenchie.  Caution: Dizzy is a professional; do not attempt these maneuvers without training and supervision.

First, the “Frog Leg Layabout”:

And now, the difficult but elegant “Double Cross”:

From Team Dizzy:  Photographer/Sender-inner: Carolyn M., Owner/Trainer: Erin C.

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Here are some facts of my life:

• I'm married to an artist/photographer.
• Some of our closest friends are published authors.
• I write technical documentation for a living.
• Every Friday night has become Craft Night at the Compound.

Here's attempt #1.
 

Attempt #2, using the same amount of yarn as Attempt #1.
 
 

This one is still in progress and isn't going too badly. It's vaguely scarf-like in appearance and only has a couple of dropped stitches. I plan to tell people it was knitted by the same talented 10 year old who made the bear.

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Meg and Andrew

A brief note to send out our love and best wishes to an important member of the Capitol Hill community. Andrew Taylor, a cancer researcher, community leader in the Miller Park Neighborhood and frequent contributor to CHS and the Central District News, has been relatively quiet these past few weeks as he has been attending to the sudden illness of his wife, Meg Holmes. Meg is back at home, Andrew tells us. We wish her a speedy recovery and both of them a happy holiday.