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Saturday morning began early for Lizzie.
The sun had just begun to show its face on the horizon, its first tentative rays filtering into the dormitory, when she gently pushed her cat off her, quietly got dressed and slid from the room with her peacefully sleeping friends.
The Hufflepuff dormitory was close to abandoned, with only a handful of house elves wandering about cleaning out the fireplaces. Lizzie smiled as she passed them, even more so as her eyes fell on the other person who had just stepped into the common room.
“You’re up early, Captain,” she greeted Orion with a quick kiss on the cheek. “It’s barely even light outside.”
“What’s early for one is late for the other.” Orion inclined his head. “Care to join me to greet the rising sun?”
“If only I could,” Lizzie sighed, only partly as a joke. “I’ve got a full day ahead of me. There’s loads to prepare.”
“An evening of peace tastes much sweeter after a day’s worth of work.” When Lizzie didn’t reply, he tilted his head. “You haven’t forgotten about tonight, have you?”
A smile spread on Lizzie’s face. “How could I?”
Having given her a short but sweet kiss goodbye, Lizzie pulled herself together and fetched some parchment from one of the study nooks. For now, she would have to put the thought of her date with Orion aside; she had other things to take care of first.
Almost an hour later, Lizzie wearily put down her quill. Preparing the study material for her tutoring lessons had taken longer than anticipated, and the common room had begun filling with students in different states of sleepiness. Her stomach rumbling noisily, she stuffed her notes into her bag and joined the stream of Hufflepuffs headed for the Great Hall, her mind already on the next task on her list.
After a quickly gulped-down breakfast, Lizzie made her way to the Transfiguration classroom, where a flustered-looking Andre Egwu was already awaiting her.
“Where were you?” he called out as soon as Lizzie had closed the door behind her. “I’ve been waiting for you forever.”
“I’m only five minutes late, at most.”
“Five minutes we could have spent working,” Andre tutted. “No time for squabbling now, darling. The Spring Ball is in two weeks, and I have so many outfits to finish. I’ll be forever grateful you’re helping out with modelling but I do need to ask you to get undressed now. And stop laughing,” he added when Lizzie started giggling, “this is fashion, not fun.”
Over an hour Andre directed Lizzie to try on dress after dress, turning this way and that. They were still far from done, and way behind the schedule Lizzie had worked out for the day. When Andre was finally satisfied, both their patience had worn thin, as had Lizzie’s cushion of extra time. She hurried on to the empty Charms classroom, in front of which Penny was pacing back and forth.
“The meeting of the ball committee is about to start,” she called out as soon as Lizzie was within earshot. Hectic red spots were dotting her cheeks. “What took you so long?”
“I got held up.”
“By what?”
“Doesn’t matter. Come on, let’s get inside.”
The meeting turned out to be more of a chore than Lizzie had expected. The discussion turned from matters of drinks and snacks to whether Firebugs were a suitable means of providing ambience light. Lizzie grew increasingly frustrated with her peers’ unwillingness to reach any sort of conclusion and earned herself more than one irritated glance from Penny.
As soon as they were done, she shot out of her seat and from the room. When she arrived at the library slightly out of breath, Rowan had already piled up Arithmancy books and writing utensils all around her. She looked up with a frown as Lizzie slumped into the chair next to her.
“Where -”
“Yes, yes, where have I been, I know. Late, sorry.”
Rowan pushed her silvery glasses up her nose. “No, I meant, where is your bag?”
Lizzie looked down at the feet of her chair in astonishment, half-expecting to see her bag with her notes and parchment standing there. Realising she must have forgotten it either at Andre’s or Penny’s she cursed, which earned herself an indignant look from Madam Pince, and hurried to retrieve her things.
Studying usually came easy to her, but today, Lizzie had trouble concentrating. She was hungry and tired, and the topic Professor Vector had them cover rather complicated. When she was nearly done with her assignment, Rowan glanced at her parchment with a frown.
“Are you sure about this?” she asked, pulling Lizzie’s parchment toward her. “That’s different from what I have.”
“Of course I am,” Lizzie said, sounding more irritated than she had meant to. Rowan had broken her from her thoughts about her upcoming tutoring session. “I did it exactly according to the book.”
“The new part, yes,” Rowan said, shaking her head, “but the base calculations are all messed up.”
Lizzie snatched her parchment back, groaning when she realised that Rowan was right.
“I’ll change it tomorrow,” Lizzie sighed, rolling up her parchment and cursing quietly when she realised the ink hadn’t fully dried yet. “Looks like I need to rewrite it anyway.”
“We can revise it together if you like.”
“I know what I’m doing, alright?” Lizzie snapped. “It was just an oversight. And I don’t have time anyway, I have some tutoring to do.”
A couple of minutes later, Lizzie arrived at the Transfiguration classroom, once again late. The parts she had prepared in the mornings went well, but when it was time to improvise what she hadn’t been able to complete beforehand, Lizzie found herself becoming increasingly snappy with the hapless students trying to turn their mice into snuff boxes.
Everyone was glad when the lesson was over. On Lizzie’s part, the sentiment faded when overheard their students whispering among each other as they left the classroom.
“What was up with her today?”
“Snapping at Maddie like that for making a small mistake.”
“Have you seen her snuff box? I swear it still had whiskers.”
Feeling the strange urge to accelerate her steps and bump into the gossiping students from behind, Lizzie let herself fall back. When they were out of earshot, she slumped into one of the cloisters, fighting the tears welling up in her eyes.
They were right. Her Transfiguration had been awful, but she had still been thinking about what Rowan had said about her assignment, and Penny’s strong case for roses in favour of peonies, and all the gossip Andre had told her without asking and her head was so full that it felt close to bursting.
The rest of her day carried on much in the same fashion. Somehow, Lizzie was always late, always distracted, and wherever she went, her annoyance grew. Hungry, tired, and thoroughly fed up, she made straight for her dormitory once she was done and curled up beneath the covers to instantly fall asleep.
She woke hours later when the door creaked and light spilt onto her face.
“Oh,” Penny’s voice gasped, “I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were in here.”
“Where else would I be?” Lizzie grumbled, turning from the light and pressing her face back into the pillow.
“Don’t you have a date tonight?”
At that, Lizzie immediately sat up straight, almost falling over herself in her hurry to get changed. Hastily pulling fresh clothes from her dresser, she risked a look at the alarm on Rowan’s nightstand, cursing when she realised the time. Not bothering to give Penny a goodbye, she rushed from the dormitory and out of the common room.
By the time she reached the foot of the Astronomy Tower, she was breathing heavily. Heart still thumping in her ears, she tilted her head back to where the metal staircase in front of her spiralled upwards into darkness. Contrary to when she had first gone up there with Orion exactly one year ago, there was no moonglow lighting the way up but even from down here she could see the stars glittering through the openings in the walls.
Taking another deep breath, Lizzie began to climb. She had almost reached the top when footsteps sounded on the metal above her, prompting her to stop. A moment later, Orion came into view on his way down. A look of surprise crossed his face.
“Thank Godric you’re still here,” Lizzie blurted out before he had a chance to say anything. “I’m so so sorry for standing you up. So sorry. I just wanted to quickly lie down for a second because the day was so horrid and I must’ve fallen asleep and I… I…”
Before she could say anything more, the tears she had pushed away for the better part of the day finally spilt over. The end of her sentence got drowned in a sob, and Lizzie had never been more glad than when Orion took the last few steps separating them and closed his arms around her.
“I didn’t get to see you the whole day,” he murmured, running his hand up and down her spine in a soothing manner. “As fleeting as a gust of wind.”
“I didn’t mean to,” Lizzie sniffed. “You know I didn’t. I hope you know I didn’t because I honestly didn’t.”
“Do you want to tell me what happened?”
“Nothing. Everything,” Lizzie said. She wiped at her eyes, furiously so when her tears wouldn’t stop coming. “Everything I touched today went wrong, and everybody is angry with me, and the only thing I was looking forward to was stargazing with you and now I’ve even missed that.”
“The stars will be here for a little longer, but when your mind is scattered like a pile of leaves you won’t have the mindset it takes to enjoy them,” Orion said gently. “I need you to pull your thoughts together, Chaser. I need you to be here with me.”
“What do you mean?”
“What I said. Come on.”
He took her by the hand and led her up the stairs until they stood on the platform of the Astronomy Tower beneath the starry sky.
“Look up,” he told her, doing so himself. “How far away they are. And yet, don’t they look so close?”
Lizzie dipped her head back, breathing in the cool night air. “As if you could touch them.”
“As if they’ve come to tell us something.”
“And what would that be?”
“Listen.”
Sceptically, Lizzie turned her face skywards again and became still. Having listened intently for several moments, she glanced at Orion from the corner of her eye.
“I don’t hear anything.”
“Don’t you?”
“Not really.”
“Because I do. I hear the rush of the trees below. I hear the wind falling from the sky, blowing around the castle. I hear the beat of my own heart. Don’t you hear these things, too?”
“Sure, but…”
“That means you have arrived,” Orion said and pulled her into his arms, “right here, in this very moment.”
“Haven’t I been here before?”
“Do you think you have?” When Lizzie didn’t reply, he continued, “The whole day, your mind was torn apart, dwelling on things that lay behind you and in the future alike. Splitting yourself up like this, you won’t ever be able to live in the moment at hand, finding balance in all the small wonders surrounding us.”
“I just wanted to help my friends.”
“Have you, though?”
Lizzie hung her head. “I promised them. I can’t just go back on my responsibilities because I don’t feel like I can ‘appreciate the moment’.”
“I never said you should. A gust of wind can scatter leaves, or it can blow away the dust and leave behind nothing but clarity. It’s a matter of perspective.”
“I don’t know about this, Orion,” Lizzie sighed, resting her head against his chest. “I messed up, there’s no talking around it. We all have bad days. It is what it is.”
“One bad day shouldn’t spoil a beautiful night.”
“I’m trying, okay? It’s just not that easy to let go.”
“Then I know exactly what you need.”
He leaned in and kissed her, long and lingeringly. When he pulled away, Lizzie took an inadvertent step after him.
“I might need more of that.”
Orion laughed and turned from her, and it was only now that Lizzie saw that he was holding his wand behind his back. Before she could ask the reason, he’d already stepped towards the platform’s railing, where two slender shadows had appeared, hovering at knee level.
“You’ve summoned our broomsticks?”
“It appears to be so.”
“Why?”
Orion mounted his broom, pushing Lizzie’s towards her with his foot. “You’ll find out in a minute.”
Her curiosity sparked, Lizzie climbed onto her Silverswift and followed Orion as he steered his broomstick away from the castle. They flew down and away from the lights twinkling in the old windows, staying well out of sight, until they reached the shore of the Black Lake.
Much to Lizzie’s surprise, Orion didn’t land. He accelerated instead, going so low over the water that his feet would have gone beneath the surface had he stretched them. Confused, Lizzie did likewise. Wind whipping through her hair, she lay flat on her broomstick to become even faster, flitting over the surface of the lake until everything around her was reduced to a blur.
When they reached the middle of the lake, Orion stopped.
“Look around, Chaser,” he said, taking his hands off his broomstick and crossing them behind his head as he turned his face skyward. “Up is down. Down is up. Earth and sky, both the same.”
Still somewhat sceptical, Lizzie did as he had bade her, and the sarcastic remark on the tip of her tongue faded.
The wind that had blown around the top of the Astronomy Tower had ceased. The water beneath her feet was smooth and still, a perfect layer of black ink in which the myriad of stars in the firmament above were mirrored. The sight stretched as far as the eye could see, and as Lizzie raised her eyes, the sea of stars continued there, scattered everywhere around her, above her, below her, as if she were floating in the endless vastness of the universe.
“Up is down,” she whispered.
“The world is full of wonders, full of beauty and inspiration,” Orion said softly. “We only need to be present enough to see it.”
Lizzie pried her eyes away from the glittering star-sea, resting them on Orion and his patient, loving smile. Suddenly, her throat became constricted and she could feel the tears rise in her chest but this time for entirely different reasons. She flew closer to him, so close that she could lay her hand against his cheek.
“Thank you,” she whispered, “for everything. I didn’t know how much I needed this.”
“I wanted to show you this for a long time.”
Lizzie’s eyes went soft. “I love you, you know.”
If Orion was surprised at her admittance, he didn’t let it show. “I love you, too.”
Butterflies swarming in her stomach, Lizzie leaned in to kiss him but before their lips could touch, a sudden gust of cold water had them break apart. Too stunned to even squeal, Lizzie had just enough time to see the end of a giant tentacle vanish in a big ripple on the otherwise smooth surface.
Shaking his wet hair from his face, Orion burst out laughing.
“Something tells me the Giant Squid isn’t a fan of romance.” He chuckled at Lizzie’s dark look. “Let’s go back. This little universe around us may be beautiful, but it sure is also pretty cold.”
When they had reached the Quidditch pitch and changed into the training gear they had found in the changing rooms, Orion took Lizzie’s hand, intertwining their fingers as they made their way back to the castle.
“How do you feel now?”
Lizzie grunted. “Cold and wet.”
“And besides?”
Lizzie paused and turned her head so that she could see the surface of the Black Lake in the distance. The wind had picked up again, and it was bitingly cold and made her shudder, but it also made her feel the warmth of her cheeks, and Orion’s hand in hers, and how her body was thrumming with the heat of her blood as if there was fire coursing through her veins.
“Lizzie?” she heard Orion ask. “Are you still with me?”
“Yes,” Lizzie smiled, turning her back on the lake and its beautiful darkness and toward Orion and the light of the castle. “I’m here. Right here.”
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#lizzie jameson#orion amari#happy birthday lizzie#it's been quite the ride girl#but we're not finished just yet
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web weaving: lizion + sun & moon
for @lifeofkaze
love says it all by corey smith / sun to me by zach bryan / kick ass (2010) / bright by echosmith / e. e. cummings / sun and moon gates of suyumbike tower, kazan city, tatarstan / david viscott / i’ll give you the sun by jandy nelson / the drowning (2016) / sunlight by hozier
#hphm#lizion#lizzie jameson#orion amari#you didn’t specify a prompt so i took the librety of picking it myself#hope it's alright#and that you like it 💛#web weaving
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From “A Search for Balance” by @lifeofkaze
#kinda on Skye’s side here#love Lizzie but she’s acting out like a hormonal teen…#(which might be justified if we knew exactly wtf happened)#(also Orion being Orion did not help at all… really just added oil to the fire… boy needs to learn to read the room)#a search for balance#lizzie jameson#other’s fic#hphm#orion amari
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Happy birthday to my favourite human! @lifeofkaze, thank you for being a wonderful friend and incredible person.
Bonus: a bust! (I.e. cut off above the point where I messed up her other hand…)
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I *gotta* ask for the LFC ship, don't I? Gimme some Lizzie and David, please!
Damn right!
Some headcanons:
Same start as their friendship, met when David became the beater for the Quidditch team, and of course bonding over their mutual love of LFC.
Feelings probably came about in their fourth or fifth year, definitely first kissed at one of the quidditch cup celebrations.
Though both were able to move into professional quidditch careers early on after school, it was probably to different teams, causing some strain from the distance and the honestly unhealthy interest of the Daily Prophet in people's lives. To the extent of breaking up for a time.
Reunited after both were selected for the England team for the Quidditch World Cup, rekindling old feelings after the time apart with a sufficient dose of drama of course.
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@lifeofkaze and @the-al-chemist a little something for the both of you and your incredible talent <3
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happy birthday @lifeofkaze, @nelabelievesindragons, and coraline wytte!
i made these two little edits of lizzie and cora to celebrate<3
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dating jameson hawthorne headcanons
most nights you'll stay up together and just talk. usually you fall asleep first and jameson holds you until morning
jameson loves to find or invent new games for you to play together
he was nervous to introduce you to his brothers because of his past experiences
his love language is definitely physical touch. he just loves being close to you
he goes all out on your birthday. he plans a party for you and a private date for the two of you to go on
jameson hates being away from you. when you're not together he's always calling or texting you
it took a while for him to let his guard down around you and stop keeping secrets
all of his brothers love you, but you spend the most time hanging out with xander
he loves going shopping with you. when you go shopping together it's a day long activity. you two go to every store imaginable and go out to lunch together
jameson is always worried that he's not enough for you because of how his grandfather treated him. you always reassure him and tell him how much you love him
dates with jameson are incredible. he usually keeps what you're doing a surprise and you can never guess where he's going to take you
jameson is always taking photos of you. he just loves looking at you. he is always changing his lockscreen to different photos of you
he loves to joke around with you. you can always match each other's energy
#lizzie's writing#the inheritance games#inheritance games#jennifer lynn barnes#jameson hawthorne#inheritance games headcanons#jameson hawthorne headcanons#jameson hawthorne x reader
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dating jameson hawthorne headcanons
most nights you'll stay up together and just talk. usually you fall asleep first and jameson holds you until morning
jameson loves to find or invent new games for you to play together
he was nervous to introduce you to his brothers because of his past experiences
his love language is definitely physical touch. he just loves being close to you
he goes all out on your birthday. he plans a party for you and a private date for the two of you to go on
jameson hates being away from you. when you're not together he's always calling or texting you
it took a while for him to let his guard down around you and stop keeping secrets
all of his brothers love you, but you spend the most time hanging out with xander
he loves going shopping with you. when you go shopping together it's a day long activity. you two go to every store imaginable and go out to lunch together
jameson is always worried that he's not enough for you because of how his grandfather treated him. you always reassure him and tell him how much you love him
dates with jameson are incredible. he usually keeps what you're doing a surprise and you can never guess where he's going to take you
jameson is always taking photos of you. he just loves looking at you. he is always changing his lockscreen to different photos of you
he loves to joke around with you. you can always match each other's energy
this is a repost from my main blog @lovelikethemovies13
#lizzie's writing#the inheritance games#inheritance games#jennifer lynn barnes#jameson hawthorne#inheritance games headcanons#jameson hawthorne headcanons#jameson hawthorne x reader
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A Search for Balance
A/N: This story wasn't exactly written for the @hp-12monthsofmagic July challenge but as a bonus chapter to my story A Search for Balance but it didn't make the cut and fit this month quite nicely. Warning: mild spoiler alert to the end of SfB
Summer 1995
The season of 1994/1995 ended in another tremendous success for the Montrose Magpies. Lizzie only remembered the final match against the Appleby Arrows and the days after as a blur, and by the time she had finally recovered from all the celebrations, she was well and truly ready for a break.
She and Orion spent a good deal of their free time travelling. They had just returned to Scotland from a short trip to Jersey, and Lizzie was set to spend another few days of blissful peace with him in Wigtown before the season preparations would start. They had slept in late, and the sun was already streaming through the floor length windows leading into the garden as they sat down for breakfast.
Lizzie sipped on her coffee, watching the man she loved prepare his tea with an absentminded smile on her face. She was broken from her thoughts by a sharp clicking noise coming from the window. Standing up to retrieve the owl post, Lizzie handed Orion his letters and the Daily Prophet, and dove straight into the sports section of the Muggle newspaper Orion was getting for her.
“Can you believe it?” she called out to him without looking up from the article she was reading. “Liverpool signed yet another striker. Soon there won’t be any spaces for defenders at all anymore. Don’t they know? Offence wins matches, defence -”
“- wins championships,” Orion sighed indulgently. “I know. You keep telling me.”
“Well, someone should tell them,” Lizzie wrinkled her nose. “Wait until my mum hears about this.”
She continued commenting on the news, until, eventually, she realised that Orion had fallen silent. Looking up from her paper with a frown, she saw him sitting frozen on the spot, the envelope of the letter he’d been reading lying open in front of him. The broken seal looked strange to Lizzie, embossed with a symbol that looked official but she had never seen before. She let go of the thought, however, when she saw that Orion’s hands were shaking.
“Captain?” she asked with a frown. “What’s wrong?”
Orion didn’t answer. He was staring at the parchment in his hands, his lips moving ever so slightly as he read the letter again.
“Orion?” Lizzie asked again, more urgently this time. “What is it? Who’s that letter from?”
Finally, Orion looked up. His eyes were wide, his voice throaty as he spoke.
“It’s a letter from my family.”
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web weaving: lizzie jameson
for @lifeofkaze
clashing waters: the obyascon prince / ocean vuong by meredith t. taylor / alida nugent / nikita (2010) / planet of love by richard siken / the pillow book by sei shōnagon
#hphm#lizzie jameson#web weaving#the second batch of requests#a lil inspired by that one moodboard you made for her ages ago
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From “A Search for Balance” by @lifeofkaze
Knowing Orion, he must’ve had his reasons… I need more details!
#a search for balance#lizzie jameson#other’s fic#orion amari#hphm#knowing some of Orion’s decisions it may not appear good overall but migh still make somewhat sense#(I understand myself)
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Book covers for the Balance Series to celebrate the birthday of @lifeofkaze’s Lizzie Jameson.
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reckless driving by Lizzy McAlpine & Ben Kessler is Avery Grambs and Jameson Hawthorne… i don’t need to explain it, you know what i mean
#the inheritance games#avery grambs#a very risky gamble#jameson hawthorne#grayson hawthorne#reckless driving#lizzy mcalpine#book tumblr#the hawthorne legacy#the final gambit#the hawthorne brothers
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‘...Producer David Richardson says: “Was it really two years ago that we were all locked away in our homes, unable to mingle in the outside world? It feels like a lifetime, or like it was yesterday, or it never happened!
“It was the worst of times but also, for me in my little bubble, in some ways the best of times because it meant that with the TV and film industry shut down indefinitely, David Tennant had availability to work with us! Tenth Doctor, Classic Companions was recorded towards the end of a big recording block – we’d pitched the premise of the set to David and he couldn’t resist the idea of the Doctor reuniting with some old friends.
“It was also clear that David was delighted to be working with Doctor Who legends from his own childhood – Louise, Sarah, Sophie and John received the warmest of welcomes and they in turn were thrilled to be working with David.”
SPLINTERS BY John Dorney opens the set...
With the stories being commissioned in lockdown it meant John had a short turnaround on his script to fit in with David Tennant’s new-found availability. John explains: “With a longer deadline you can often end up trying to second guess yourself for ages but with a shorter one you’ve just got to decide, ‘Well, what do I want to do?’ Often, it can be just as good, if not better, with a shorter turnaround. And, to be honest, this is one of my favourite things that I wrote during lockdown.
“I didn’t have ages to run around trying to work out what I wanted it to be, exploring everything, and I feel it actually works better because of that.
“One of my highlights was a joke that I’ve been playing about with for ages that I knew was a Tenth Doctor gag but I’d never found a spot for it. I eventually managed to get it in here because it was the perfect place for it – it was now or never!
“Also, the opportunity to write for the Tenth Doctor is always great. It’s such a fun thing to do, and pairing him Leela was wonderful. When you’ve got a couple of really great actors, like David and Louise, you want to put something new in there for them, and see what interesting angles you can explore.”
THE SECOND story of the set is The Stuntman by Lizzie Hopley...
“With so many fabulous actors being available during lockdown Big Finish was understandably making the most of them. The brief was ‘old companions with K9’. We put up a bit of a fight for who got who! There was a bidding war and I ‘won’ David Tennant, Sarah Sutton and John Leeson. Now that was an exciting email to read!”...
ACE RETURNS in the third episode, Quantum of Axos by Roy Gill...Roy tells Vortex: “Writing this felt like being a kid on Christmas Day! Like you’re mixing up all your Doctor Who toys, teaming Ace with K9 and making up a new story!
“I’ll always jump at the chance to write for David Tennant: he’s so nimble, deft and mercurial as a performer. And I’ve always loved K9 – he’s a robot dog, how could you not? Plus Ace was pretty much ‘my’ companion when I was growing up watching Doctor Who. Those seasons with Sylvester really show her mature and change in a way that was relatively unusual for a companion then, so it was an extra thrill to write for her.”
What was in the brief from Matt? Roy replies: “It just said the Tenth Doctor, Ace and K9...”...
JUST AS delighted to be joining the Tenth Doctor is Sophie Aldred, Ace herself, who admits it was hugely exciting when she got the message during lockdown asking if she would like to do an audio with David Tennant. Sophie says: ”It was so bizarre because at the beginning of lockdown I thought, ‘Right... how am I going to sort things out so I can keep working?’ So I bought myself a microphone, although I didn’t know what I was doing at first – like most of us, I guess. People had often said that my airing cupboard was actually very good acoustically so I turned this tiny little place into a studio! I took some of the shelves out, put my microphone in there, and I used the towels and sheets because, of course, they’re really good for dampening the sound. And then I got some woollen material, sewed it all together and put it on the walls, before I started learning the technical side of recording which took a little time...
“It would have been absolutely lovely to see David in person, of course, but it’s almost as good to hear his voice in your ears! So there was me in the airing cupboard with my laptop and microphone and we had a bit of a laugh because I said, ‘Well, where are you?’, and I think he said he was in the attic because it was nice and quiet!
“It was just so funny having this visual image of us both sitting in these bizarre spaces that we would never have thought that we needed to use before – and recording Doctor Who. It’s amazing.”
Sophie first worked with David back in 2001 when a young Scottish actor guest starred in a Big Finish Doctor Who adventure called Colditz. She recalls: “Yes, it is amazing to think of that and I remember I kind of clocked him at the time. David has a presence. When he walks into a room you can’t help but notice him and I did think, ‘Oh, who is this young man?’
“As an actor you are aware of him because he’s very good, obviously, and I just love his voice. I think he’d really wanted to play the Doctor as a Doctor Who fan. And then the very next time I met him was when he had left Doctor Who and he played my sidekick – let’s make that clear, MY sidekick – in Tree Fu Tom, the children’s series!
“David played this wonderful character called Twig, a funny character and a great job he did too. It was just so lovely to see him again. “We had a great time recording Quantum of Axos, and the way we worked together was really, really good. We had such a good ensemble cast as well and it was a lovely way to spend the day.”’
#Big Finish#Doctor Who Tenth Doctor Classic Companions#David Tennant#Ace#Sophie Aldred#K9#Quantum of Axos#Roy Gill#The Stuntman#Lizzie Hopley#Nyssa#Sarah Sutton#Splinters#John Dorney#Leela#Louise Jameson#John Leeson
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Fan Cast: Marvel 1602 (2005-2006), 5
The Spider/Peter Parquagh - Griffin Gluck
Virginia Dare - Lizzy Greene
Hulk/David Banner - Brian Dietzen
Jonah Jameson - Hugh Laurie
Dougan - Kevin McKidd
Lord Iron/Anthony Stark - Jake Gyllenhaal
Rupert Rhodes - Dayo Okeniyi
Norman Osborne - Richard Armitage
#runilaposts#fandom: marvel#comic: 1602 new world#vibe: fan cast#character: peter parker#person: griffin gluck#person: virginia dare#person: lizzy green#character: bruce banner#person: brian dietzen#character: dum-dum dugan#person: kevin mckidd#character: tony stark#person: jake gyllenhaal#character: james rhodes#person: dayo okeniyi#character: j jonah jameson#person: hugh laurie#character: norman osborn#person: richard armitage
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