From the Journal of Sarah Jane

So, it's been some time since I've actually posted in here. But I heard the news from yesterday a few hours ago, having just gotten back from a holiday, and -- I just couldn't let it go without saying something.

Because Sarah Jane Smith was the first muse I played who really *came alive* for me. Sure, I had Jaina from Star Wars and I did amazing things with her. But Jaina's life was all scripted. Sarah's -- there were so many cracks to fill in. So much life and adventure I could invent based on Elisabeth Sladen's amazing performance. And I adored it.

To the point where, in the recent weeks, I had been thinking of playing Sarah again and bringing her to Paradisa. That's been a slow process in itself - given that I've needed to rewatch canon. And rewatching just rekindled my love for this companion. Sladen brought to life such an amazing character. She was a role model to many, myself included. The reason I started watching the original Doctor Who episodes. The costume I would make sure to do every year at Dragon*Con.

I think this cartoon says best what I feel right now. I never got a chance to meet Elisabeth Sladen, but in some ways, she still affected my life given her dedication to Doctor Who.

Rest in peace, Elisabeth Sladen. You will be missed.

I'm back. Sort of.

On the plus side, after two weeks of being sick, I found out that I had appendicitis last Saturday. On the down side, that meant surgery and hospitalization until yesterday. I'm home now but things are probably still going to be pretty slow with me till the next week or so.

Thanks for putting up.

♥


[crossposted to bitunlikely]

So. Hi!

I live! I survived Singapore (which was amazing) and travelling halfway around the world and all of that.

Alas, my computer did not. Despite the fact it had been left at home for the trip. So, in a nutshell? I am way more scatterbrained than I intended to be coming back.

On the plus side, I'm not graduating until August, so that stress has died down.


Did I miss anything exciting while gone?


[crossposted to bitunlikely]

RP MUN FRIENDING MEME

Better late than never, I hope.

Lines.

She had never been good at queuing, especially as a child. Impatience had always gotten the better of Sarah Jane. She’d want to see around the corner if the line was particularly long. She’d want to be out of the store minutes before Aunt Lavinia actually reached the till lady to pay for the groceries. And perhaps, worst of all had been the queue to board the school bus when going away on class trips; she always wanted the window seat and spent most of that line worrying she might not get one.

But no line in Sarah’s years had ever been more nerve wracking than the one she currently waited on. If everything went her way, this investigation was to be her big break. A step away of writing articles on Women’s Lib for the Metropolitan and a step towards investigative journalism and more pertinent articles. Who’d have thought volunteering to house sit her aunt’s home on Bannerman Road during the other woman’s tour of American universities would lead to such an opportunity?

The nerves she forced down seemed endless. Pushing a strand of hair out of her face, she checked the documents again. She had the letter in hand, the one UNIT had sent requesting Dr Lavinia Smith’s presence at a safe house until they put an end to the rash of missing scientists. She had one of her aunt’s old IDs, where the photograph was faded enough to resemble Sarah and the birth date scratched enough to manipulate it into a more reasonable year.

There wasn’t much more needed, she had figured before leaving for the institution. However, the long wait (for only three bloody people) made her think otherwise. What could be taking so learn? Had she not brought enough documents, enough proof of being Lavinia Smith?

A soldier (lieutenant by the look of things) glanced in Sarah Jane’s direction, knocking the woman out of her reverie. She smiled and waved back, perhaps looking a little flirtatious. The man came over and nodded, taking off his beret before offering a hand.

“Doctor Sullivan at your service, ma’am,” he spoke as she shook his hand gingerly. “It’s the longest queue I’ve seen since we started this round up. Sorry about that.”

Sarah laughed. “Has this been going on for long?”

“Only a couple of days, since Britain’s top minds started to disappear. But rest assure, miss, we’ll find who’s in char-” He stopped talking, eyes looking beyond her to the front of the queue. “Looks like you’re up. Again, sorry about that wait. I’ll see you inside, eh, Miss-”

“Smith,” she answered, slipping in to what Sarah Jane considered the greatest acting role of her life. “Doctor Lavinia Smith.”

He tipped his cap at her again. Sarah was about to respond before another (less polite) soldier snapped something about absent minded scientists. She turned around to face this man with a scowl but quickly pushed it aside. She’d have to hold her temper if she was going to succeed in her investigation.

“Right,” she responded instead, shoving the documents into the man’s face. At the very least, she could be slightly temperamental. Didn’t these soldier types expect that from brains, after all? He gave her a look that she ignored, smiling pleasantly instead and babbling on about how she hoped not to have to say wrong given the important research she had been conducting back at UCL.

Time to get off the line.

Long story short: straw that broke the camels back which resulted in the camel thinking she was just a burden on everyone and everything and shouldn't be around.

(aka this)





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