#strikingheroics

[sgtxpreacher]

@strikingheroics

“—Driving yourself to exhaustion won’t help build the dimension cannon any faster, Chloe. C’mon. I need to take the dog out – come for a walk with me, get outside for five minutes.”

[questionsofmoraliitya]

damn did y’all know matt is still quietly, desperately in love with claire temple

[amaziingrace-archive]

@strikingheroics ( starter call. )

“and that’s when i decided i needed to kill my ex-husband. oh, i guess i never told you about him. now, that caught your attention. you’ve been distracted all day alex, is everything okay?”

[druiidboy]

[ @strikingheroics liked for a group!verse starter ]

Mordred had forgotten how much he loved to travel, how much he actually liked being in the wilderness, being nomadic. But that wasn’t on the forefront of his mind entirely. Know what was on the forefront of his mind was his cat, she was nestled in his bag currently, she wouldn't have been able to make the trip despite her enormous size for what was supposedly a general house cat, she was sick and this journey just would not have been able to made if she was walking with him. 

He came to the little village, and with his own latent magic he found where he needed to go. He gave a brief knock on her door, and in the meantime took his very sick familiar out of the bag. He pet it soothingly, he had no desire to loose her, or go through the process of finding a new one, especially since he rather keep his magic under wraps for the time being. When the door did finally open without any real introduction he looked at his cat and said, “She’s dying, and I cannot let that happen.”

[matryoshkamuses-a]

@strikingheroics (continued from here)

A high pitched yelp sounded from Alex the moment the icy water was tipped over her, shoulders immediately hunched as defence and her beloved reusable coffee cup fell onto the floor, its contents spilling onto the pavement.

Soaked from head to toe, she turned to see the perpetrator. It didn’t take long for her to reach them.  The bucket was a bit of a giveaway. She grabbed the stranger by his clothes, whatever force she had used to push him against the wall. Wild anger rages in her eyes, even if she was shivering just a little bit. It may have been a warm enough day, but such a temperature change was unexpected.

“Who the bloody HELL do you think you are?!”

“Ah, shit.”

Seoras dropped the bucket they’d been holding – hitting themself on the foot – and lifted their hands to protect their face. Despite being shoved against a wall, though, they seemed remarkably considered. With what they’d been preparing to face, an angry human didn’t seem so intimidating.

Well. Okay, maybe a little intimidating. That was only human nature – and she did seem very angry.

“I’m so sorry, I thought you were –” An alien? No, they couldn’t very well say that. “– somebody else.” Somebody whose concealment device would be shorted out with the addition of a bucket of water; that is, a bucket of water that Seoras no longer had. Thinking of how to rectify the situation, they shrugged off the flannel shirt they’d been wearing over their t-shirt and held it out. A peace offering of sorts. “Here. You can use this to dry yourself off, if you’d like. And I’ll buy you another coffee.” And they could hopefully refill the bucket at the coffee shop.

[bbcmary-arc-blog]

starter call. –– @strikingheroics // thirteen.

     “I feel like I’ve aged a million years.” How long had they even been gone? Technically they’re on their way back to minutes after Mary had originally been picked up, but with everything they’ve done has blurred together. Besides, days are different throughout the universe.

[sgtxpreacher]

"The enemy isn't men, or women it's bloody stupid people and no one has the right to be stupid." (From Chloe)

“Depends on how you define stupid. Me, I was never great at school, failing chemistry was well within my rights – but them who’re stupid in that they they spout nonsense all the time and don’t close their mouths half a second to listen to them they hurt? Aye, that’s pretty stupid.”

He rubbed the back of his neck.

“I mean, I mostly got used to thinking of the enemy as more-or-less genderless robots – with a gendered name, mind, not like they were Cyberpeople, so Lumic can just add casual sexism to the long list of shite things he did – but anyway, valid point.”

[torchwoodstheorist-a]

@strikingheroics (for Thirteen)

“Can I just say – it’s, um, it’s an honor, really, to meet you – I mean, I know Torchwood was sort of founded with the idea of you being the Sworn Enemy or something in mind, but I’ve never really gone in for all that. I heard about – well, I’m from Inverness, grew up near Culloden – so Jamie McCrimmon was from nearby – and I was part of the team who reviewed security footage from Canary Wharf – and well, you don’t really keep a low profile – and —”

God. So this is what being starstruck is. They’d be able to keep themself in check better if they met Stephen Hawking. 

“Sorry, I’ve been told I go on.” Especially when they were nervous. “But I’m thrilled to meet you sir – uh, ma’am – uh, sorry, what pronouns do you use? ‘Cause I hate it when people assume with me, so – I’ve been trying not to assume.”