nitro_is_ace: (patches)
On an island, there is a mansion of Victorian influence.

In that mansion, a certain pair of adventurers are having a very hard time. It probably would have been better, had they obeyed the 'don't split up ever' rule, but neither of this pair are particularly good about rules.

Neither, it seems, is this house or its occupants.
nitro_is_ace: (bzuh?)
When they get back to their bedroom, all evidence of an attack is gone. There also appears to be a duplicate hand mirror, matching the one Ace took with her up the stairs.

Ace fails to be surprised, at this point. Sighing, she puts her hand mirror near the bed so she can grab it if necessary, and flops onto the mattress.

"Nothin' good has ever come of Victorian mansions. They should all be torn down."
nitro_is_ace: (No seriously - you're kidding right?)
Ace, who had been enjoying a very nice dream involving Spoon in a cowboy outfit, nearly jumps clean out of her skin as the bloodcurdling screams rent the air.

Give her a minute. She's never been a morning person. Or, in this case, a dead-of-the-night-ungoldly-AM person.
nitro_is_ace: (bzuh?)
It's cold.

It's... moor-esque.

It's freaking raining.

Ace peers out the door of her TARDIS and wonders if she really, really really, has to go out in that muck to investigate a temporal anomaly. Honestly. Who's going to notice one more temporal anomaly, more or less, out there?

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