Poor Doctor. :( This story really kicks you in the gut. Well done, especially for such a short piece.
This is very good; I don't know if it's dark so much as sad. I thought I'd stopped feeling pity for Ten after all his angsting, but that last line about looking ashamed... And I like your take on Martha too and on the whole issue of Doctors/companions in general. Very nice.
WOW. That just kicks you right in the gut. Very, very powerful fic, with such concise story-telling. Just...wow.
Oh, wow. This is haunting.
I cannot seem to kick my fascination with this fic. This is my third reading, I think, and it's just as good as the first. Deft and apt and very, very creepy.
I love the idea that this is some sort of ritual for the Doctor and that seeing it repeated and even performed is both erotic and, well, somehow wrong for him. I particularly saw that in "Smith and Jones" when he mouthed "It's bigger on the inside," with her, and also with the choice location of the TARDIS in a dark alley, as though the Doctor were truly some kind of hapless, yet brilliantly charming kidnapper, luring young women into another world -- and I suppose that's what he is sometimes.
It's very werid, I think he's using her to watch ghosts. I thought he had an odd expression when Martha came down the alley too that freaked me out a bit.
Ooh. Hehehe. It's kinda amusing, but then there's that edge.. hm. I like it a lot, though. Especially seeing as he mimicked her words on the show. Clever thought.
poor doctor... wonder if he ever gets over Rose? I hope not, but it does hurt to see him so unhappy. You captured his pain beautifully.
Author's Response: Rose is... not quite the point, so much as he has been doing this for years and years, telling the same pretty story to each...
I can't tell you how excited I was to see a new story from you! And this contains the same sensibilities - sardonic, sad, sympathetic, sideways, shadowed - that I've enjoyed so much in other of your fics. You're right, this is unsettling, but writers *should* examine more of their ideas than the stable or expected ones. I have no problem with viewing the Doctor as you've presented him here, because patterns, habits, emotional liturgy are apt to develop in a creature as old as he is, and certainly so in the wake of what he had prior to Martha.
And may I say that I hope this piece presages more from you, both new and continuations of some of your other stories!
new one coming in, poor thing. this is strange and awesome and somehow very...you.
Oh, wow. That hurts.
Poor Doctor. A dark little take on that moment. I thought he looked pretty haunted too.