100 words.

Title: Equilibrium
Claim: Nine
Prompt: #003 Ends
Rating: G
Spoilers: None.
Table: Here.

Equilibrium - "The Parting of the Ways"

This face didn't suit him any longer, but he would miss it regardless, even the ears. A short life, yet this body had carried him through so much experience and change. Regeneration was difficult and always terrified him. It was losing everything you knew about yourself in the hope for something better.

He tried to joke through the pain of loss to help ease her fears. Trying to save her the way she had saved him.

Another new life to live. No more utilitarian leather, nondescript clothes and cropped hair. Maybe he should look into a scarf of some kind.

Tags: doctorwho_100, fic

100 words.

Title: Mirror
Claim: Nine
Prompt: #002 Middles.
Rating: G
Spoilers: None.
Table: Here.

Mirror - "Father's Day"

"Be careful what you wish for." he had told her, but what he had really wanted to say was: "Please, don't wish for this."

Watching her lose what she longed for made his grief harder to suppress, harder to ignore. She cried so easily when he couldn't cry at all. So when she threw aside his warnings and cautions, possessed by that desperate hope he knew so well, his anger was quickly undercut by a grim empathy.

Later, her apology, so sincere, wasn't really needed. He understood.

After all, what would he have sacrificed to change his own past?

Tags: doctorwho_100, fic

100 words.

Title: Fallout
Claim: Nine
Prompt: #001 Beginnings
Rating: G
Spoilers: None.
Table: Here.

Falllout - "Rose"

He was breathing again, another beginning when he deserved an end. There was nothing to do now but survive, to run. He had always been good at running.

Gone were the improbable scarves, and eccentric suits. What remained was worn leather and a sharp face that showed the skull underneath. It suited him.

He traveled, trying to erase some of the destruction his own hands had created. He avoided the truth as long as possible. They were all gone, he was alone.

He needed to live again. Reaching out, he grabbed her hand and broke his silence.

"Run!" he urged.

Tags: doctorwho_100, fic

100 words.

Title: Jack.
Claim: Nine
Prompt: #004 Insides
Rating: G
Spoilers: None.
Table: Here.

Jack - "The Doctor Dances"

The man had seemed a simple paradox, honest charm and a cultured apathy in the same body. Yet, when the Doctor's anger turned on him Jack had unexpectedly wilted in response. He had left, ready to die alone just because a stranger had made him feel guilty. He had wanted to right his wrongs. Like the Tardis, so much bigger on the inside.

Without Rose to question him, the Doctor wondered if he would have let the stranger pay with his own blood for something that had been an accident.

Had he changed so much? Where had his mercy gone?

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Joined doctorwho_100  .
Claim: Nine.

001.	Beginnings.	002.	Middles.	003.	Ends.	004.	Insides.	005.	Outsides.
006.	Hours.	007.	Days.	008.	Weeks.	009.	Months.	010.	Years.
011.	Yesterday.	012.	Today.	013.	Tomorrow.	014.	Regret.	015.	Fear.
016.	Red.	017.	Blue.	018.	Black.	019.	White.	020.	Colorless.
021.	Friends.	022.	Enemies.	023.	Lovers.	024.	Family.	025.	Strangers.
026.	Parents.	027.	Children.	028.	Mind.	029.	Body.	030.	Life.
031.	Death.	032.	Sunrise.	033.	Sunset.	034.	Too Much.	035.	Not Enough.
036.	Smell.	037.	Sound.	038.	Touch.	039.	Taste.	040.	Sight.
041.	Human.	042.	Alien.	043.	Heart.	044.	Sun.	045.	Moon.
046.	Star.	047.	Truth.	048.	Lie.	049.	History.	050.	Believe.
051.	Water.	052.	Fire.	053.	Earth.	054.	Air.	055.	Spirit.
056.	Want.	057.	Have.	058.	Hold.	059.	Pain.	060.	Relief.
061.	Winter.	062.	Spring.	063.	Summer.	064.	Fall.	065.	Passing.
066.	Rain.	067.	Snow.	068.	Lightning.	069.	Thunder.	070.	Storm.
071.	Broken.	072.	Fixed.	073.	Light.	074.	Dark.	075.	Shade.
076.	Who?	077.	What?	078.	Where?	079.	When?	080.	Why?
081.	How?	082.	If.	083.	Never.	084.	He.	085.	She.
086.	Choices.	087.	Chaos.	088.	Control.	089.	Work.	090.	Home.
091.	Chase.	092.	Run.	093.	Hide.	094.	Celebrate.	095.	Grieve.
096.	Writer's Choice.	097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

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So I've never written anything publicly or even privately, but I figure doing some fanfic might be an interesting start. I enjoy reading other people's work but have never been involved in any communities, so I guess I'll give it a shot. I'm still getting used to livejournal having never used it before, so please be patient with my etiquette mistakes while I learn the format. If you see me doing something bizarre feel free to point it out.

Critiques are welcomed and appreciated.