Now I know you want to... so anyone have any comments?

If not, or if I'm overlooking something then let me know.

Not to worry I'm watching your threading and you will know it if you drop one I care about as I will whimper. :) You know me alwasy the verbal one.

Ah good to know, that.

I think I managed to get them all into the Ties that Bind and then throw in a bunch more besides.

I do plan on going back to Riddick's side of the 'Verse at some point and explaining his 29 + years in prison, when he's not been around that long. I'm thinking of detailing his escape from the station shown in "Into Pitch Black".

Currently revising this for a more adult version (like my 4th attempt, really). This will be posted on my liveJournal for various reasons...

However- If there is some indication for cross posting of certain bits I may add some scenes that are not overly graphic to the existing version here.

I suspect that noone really cares anymore, but that's my fault for dropping the ball for so long :-P

Yes it is utterly lovely and I can't wait to see more of it. As always trying to be patient in my waiting.

Some disconnected bits:

"Fire. There was fire burning through time and space. Like a spider’s web caught in plasma. The flickering orange energy rippled out from a central point of the latticework where it was anchored before time began and had existed outside of it. There was something to be said for the horrible beauty of fire. Plasma, hot as the second artificial Gallifreyan sun arched past him, out through space-time in a forever-instant of destruction that would burn out everything connected to it, starting at the very beginning. He stood at the end of his world, paused in the flickering flames that ignited in the ancient atmosphere."

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"He was still unsure about the use of currency, having been from the Core himself where credit was the only legal tender. The answer was given by the slim hand extended flat towards him. It must have been okay then. Most ships preferred electronic credits and the paper trail that they left behind so he was slightly surprised that she took the money without even asking for an ID verification. The only other places he'd been able to use money was blackout areas which existed in the more anarchistic levels of the big cities. Simon had just barely been able to get his hands on these bills before his accounts had been locked."

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"Like being back in the womb, like sex until the brain couldn't endure anymore, like putting a plastic film over the mouth and nose until passing out... This was the ultimate high, riding just this side of death, a coin toss away from passing to the other side. So peaceful. Absolute bliss. His favorite part of emerging from cryo was this point of being aware but still so far under that the sensation of brushing death lingered."

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"The thought of forcing a dematerialization only briefly crossed his mind, although really, it might have been a good idea. It was quickly followed by the thought that he'd been steered here for a reason. Verity confirmed this as she whispered against his mind. Even though they could have likely both used time to heal from what had just happened, it was just like her to toss them back into the thick of things without telling him what was going on. So instead of simply leaving he pushed aside his doubts and pushed his trust of her to the front. He did trust her, even as he wasn't altogether sure he wanted to play her games right now. But she, in her own way, told him that it would, in the long run, be worth it."

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"The alien grating faded into the insistent alarms. The bound man, behind his blindfold, squeezed his eyes closed against the sudden flash of fire, vividly colored orange-red and bisected by the shapes of disk-like ships. 'No, no... not ** right now.' This ship was going down, he didn't need this crap at the current moment. Survival trumped whatever the hell it was that his mind was trying to inform him of with the visions and riddles. It receded back into the blackness of his shuttered physical sight. Slightly shaken but still determined to get the ** out of this cryo-locker before it became his crypt, the con jerked his body in such a way as to pop his restraints loose and rammed his weight into the door. The first contact bounced him back against the metal backing, and his ears picked up an odd whistling sound. 'Shit. Is this boat loosin' air?' Spurned on by that insight he shoved with all his weight again and the door gave with a crack and pop of breaking plexi-glass."

Plus even more... I'm up to the 6th chapter now :-)

Ok, I just got a lovely review and I can't reply directly to the poster.

Z wrote:The first great chapter were great! Good progression, but later on in the last 6-8 chapters, I can't help but skipped it. I was hoping for the end to be awsome, but felt very ant-climatic... I can't say it was a story that could had end that way,or the slow progression.

So to Z,

First off thank you for the review.

I'm sorry that you did not like the "ending" which was in the last 6-8 chapters that you skipped.

By not reading those you missed out on some of the closing points that might have made the story less anti-climatic. Not to mention the parts that tie into the overlying story arc for the majority of the series... But, Oh well.

The "slow progression" is deliberate on my part, as it better fits the classic Dr Who story style. I grew up on this (and Tolken) and it's typical of British literature that I love. I know Pitch Black is an American movie, and some readers might prefer a faster read. But, myself, I rather enjoy reaching into the characters and really digging around with what they are going through, So my stories will all have this "slow" progression.

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Just needed to get that off my chest.

Another great review that I can't reply to:

purplerocks 2009-03-04 . chapter 9

I love it but I never have watch doctor who so it is confusing I wish that it would have been a firefly/riddick cross over only because I have always thougth that River /Riddick made a great couple because of the fact they are both. A little incene you are agreat author

I'll address this here, maybe purplerocks will see it.

One: this is based on the 9th Doctor, who was rather a restart, it's pre-season, of the new series. I'm more than happy to answer questions and clarify confusing parts, if you actually post what you find confusing.

I'm putting this up on Live Journal, and you can post there without signing up. Feel free to use that to ask questions.

Two: Riddick/River pairing... um (you a mind reader?)

Well... I've got some stuff planned for a six-some (heh). This grouping includes River, Riddick, the Doctor, his TARDIS, Rose and someone else yet un-named. *Wiggles eyebrows*

However, River's only 17 by the end of this (and has spent 22 weeks or more in Cryo) so she's a bit young yet. Give her a year, huh? Let the Doctor heal her up a smidge.

Three: Thanks. Hope the Slash elements of this don't turn you off...

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