#icedalek

[evans101]

And just like that it’s Gin O’Clock! With obligatory Dalek ice cube . . . #grahamnortonpinkgin #ginoclock #icedalek #cincin (at Edinburgh of the South) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEioStRAqiB/?igshid=787k1a3jcu8m

[awwchive]

"Poor thing is traumatized" https://www.reddit.com/r/aww/comments/c7h0ie/poor_thing_is_traumatized/?utm_source=ifttt

[msgeniuspa]

The Beginning, I: In Which Oswin Meets Someone Who Can See Her

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The man – impossibly tall, covered in golden armor and wielding a massive sword – nearly filled the entire picture from her camera, but she still caught glimpses of the scene behind him.  The roadway stretching into the distance was bright and colorful.  It seemed to be made of some kind of piezoelectric crystal, the way it sparked and flashed.  Green cliffs and a towering city of gold rose up on the horizon, huge statues and what looked like a pyramid dominating the skyline.  Pink tinted clouds dotted what appeared to be an evening sky, and behind them floated what appeared to be two very close moons, or even planets.

She panned her camera up to look the man blocking her way in the face, and his gold eyes twinkled in amusement in his dark face, the tiniest of smiles pulling at his lips.  “You are very far from home, little one,” he rumbled.

Despite his stature and armament, she knew within her that this man would be a friend.  “It’d seem so,” she responded, cross-referencing the image feed with her databases and coming up empty.  “Name’s Oswin, Oswin Oswald, pleased to meet you.  Er, bit at a loss here.  Where am I?”

“I am Heimdall,” he answered, “and this is Asgard.”

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So, I started an IceDalek fic.  Mostly gonna be winging this.