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Entry tags:
Dresden Files/Doctor Who (G)
Title: The Seventh Law by awanderingbard
Pairing: None
Author on LJ:
awanderingbard
Author Website: Dresden Files tagged items at t author's LJ
Why this must be read:
This story is a joy to read! It's just another day for Harry until a 1950s police box materializes inside his shop and out steps Rose and the Ninth Doctor. It's a sort of situation where the characters are surpised, but they are all so used to surprising things in their lives that they can take it in stride. The characters are all spot on and the author really gets the humor of both series and meshes them perfectly.
The Seventh Law
Pairing: None
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: Dresden Files tagged items at t author's LJ
Why this must be read:
This story is a joy to read! It's just another day for Harry until a 1950s police box materializes inside his shop and out steps Rose and the Ninth Doctor. It's a sort of situation where the characters are surpised, but they are all so used to surprising things in their lives that they can take it in stride. The characters are all spot on and the author really gets the humor of both series and meshes them perfectly.
"Who are you?" Bob asked.
"I'm the Doctor," the man answered, as though this was a natural situation for introductions.
"The doctor of what, precisely?" Bob inquired.
"Just the Doctor," he said. "And this is Rose."
"Just Rose," the girl said, with a smile.
"This is my office," I said, feeling the need to put that out there. "You're in my office."
"Are we?" The Doctor looked around. "It shouldn't be, you know, your office. I must have miscalculated." He looked at his watch. "Oh! Ha! That explains it. This isn't 1893. If this was 1893, this wouldn't be your office." He looked at my door. "Nedserd Yrrah, Draziw. That you, then?"
The Seventh Law