Writer in a Drawer, Week Two

2038-01-19T03:14:07Z

So. The theme for the second week of WIAD was diary entries; Team Weevil's had to center around an event from Season Two (The added feature, this go-around, was "weather.")

I immediately had a brilliant idea involving Captain John. And then I watched Exit Wounds, and got Jossed. Hard. (I also had a really hard time writing after that -- I think I was too busy grieving. Anyway.) After that, I had another good idea, about Ianto's father. Unfortunately, it didn't fit the prompt in any way, shape or form, so I had to scrap it. Still might write that one, though.

This was Idea Three. I like it well enough. Martha's a fun character, and I like her voice. It's not as elegant as it could have been, but obviously it got me through, so there you are. I'd like it better, though, if it weren't for Idea Four, which came to me two days after voting started. It's a brilliant idea, though.

Anyway. Story time.

Title: Martha Jones's Diary
Author: lookninjas
Rating: Barely PG, if that. She's from Doctor Who, you know.
Spoilers: DW series 3, TW series 2, through beginning of "Reset."

Summary: Martha gets to see that team of Jack's for the first time.

9 April 2009

Last time I was in Cardiff, it was bloody freezing and threatening rain. This time... It's bloody freezing and threatening rain. At least it's consistent. And it didn't actually rain, which is good, as it would've completely ruined my hair. Jack would've never let me hear the end of it if I'd come in looking like a drowned rat.

Bad enough that I spent ages trying to sort out what to wear, and finally settled on that smart little red and black suit, the one I wore my first day at UNIT. So I go in the front entrance, looking for this Ianto Jones fellow, and guess what he's wearing? Red and black suit. Jack thought it was hilarious: Jones and Jones, in our matching outfits. Took ages to shut him up about it.

(He's right, though. Ianto does looks good in red.)

I have to say, I was a bit nervous about meeting Owen Harper. Torchwood aren't known for playing well with others (or at least UNIT), and everyone says Owen's the worst of the lot. And he fancies himself quite a bit, I can't argue that, but he honestly knows his stuff. Once I'd settled in a bit and we started running some tests... It was fun, you know? Just bouncing ideas off each other, going over the data, helping each other out. Working together, as equals. It was lovely.

They're all lovely, really. It's so much more comfortable than I imagined it would be. The Doctor made Torchwood sound so cold, just this blind struggle for power. And maybe that's what it used to be. But Jack's made it different; he really has. It's everything he said it was.

And he's so happy. I can't get over that. After everything he went through that year, he's really happy. It sort of...brings it all home, in a way. Everything we sacrificed, this is what it was for. To save this.

But. Work to be done, people to save, murders to solve. Hopefully I'll actually get some time for that dinner Jack promised me. We've got heaps to catch up on.

-- Dr. Martha Jones

(For the record: I did toy with the idea of really lifting from Bridget Jones' Diary and giving a little header that said things like "Aliens Dissected: None so far. Times Had to Run For Life: Twice, once when Owen fired off that alien gizmo, once when pterodactyl wanted me to play fetch." But that seemed a bit over the top to me, and out of character for Martha, so I held off on it.)

Words, Words, Words

Writer in a Drawer, Week Two