I can't even think of any time we'd have seen the bottoms of Nine's hands to check - his hands were certainly neither callused nor scarred nor grotesquely outsized from the closeups we have seen (e.g., when he proffers the psychic paper during The End of the World).
I can see where people might imagine his hands are callused, given the sheer amount of work Nine probably had to do on the TARDIS in the aftermath of the Time War, but in most cases it seems to be a shorthand code for how much manlier Nine is than Ten (the code from the other side being the writers who describe Nine as basically having mitts the size of Andre the Giant's).
I can see where people might imagine his hands are callused, given the sheer amount of work Nine probably had to do on the TARDIS in the aftermath of the Time War,
Hmm. Quite possible.
but in most cases it seems to be a shorthand code for how much manlier Nine is than Ten (the code from the other side being the writers who describe Nine as basically having mitts the size of Andre the Giant's).
Clearly we need to line them all up and get out the ruler. XD
Nine's kind of a working-man type of guy, as opposed to many of his counterpart incarnations; most of them have been more academic-looking types, or even aristocratic. I think that's where the calloused-hands thing comes in. I'm fairly neutral on the whole idea.
Neither of my sisters have ever been bitten by a moose, but one did once startle my father. A juvenile. My dad was working on something outside, not realizing a moose had gotten into our yard. Curious moose comes over to check out what Dad's doing, Dad gets the odd feeling someone's right behind him, turns, and it's all, "Hi, Bullwinkle Jr.!" He kind of edged away and put a fence between the two of them, as moose aren't inherently aggressive, but can be unpredictable. And when something that size is unpredictable, you don't want to be there when it decides what it's gonna do.
My family used to live in this rural area (we still have the house) and we were carless at one point, so my dad had to walk down to the highway to get a lift into work. My dad, by the way, was a smoker and his cough was very much a smoker's cough. Wouldn't you know it, but it was mating season for moose and a moose answered back.
Yes, he did have them from all his work on the TARDIS, but Rose practiced her manicure skills on him and that's why the backs of his hands always looked so nice when he held hers. And then she spent considerable time smoothing those callouses and doing hand massages, too.
Ah yes, one of the many reasons I have such a hard time finding Nine/Rose fic that doesn't make me want to run for the hills. In my head, Nine is really sweet and kind of fumbling and apologizes all the time while attempting sexytiems, and is definitely not callused and possessive and rough and full of swear words (the Ten that lives in my head is way more apt to swearing than the Nine that lives in my head).
I would think he would... I don't know why, but he seems the type to have rough hands. From all the tinkering. And despite the fact that Ten does a lot of tinkering, I would get the impression that his hands are softer. Maybe he uses lotion... lol
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(Wow, nothing like a timely reference...)
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Hmm. Quite possible.
but in most cases it seems to be a shorthand code for how much manlier Nine is than Ten (the code from the other side being the writers who describe Nine as basically having mitts the size of Andre the Giant's).
Clearly we need to line them all up and get out the ruler. XD
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Neither of my sisters have ever been bitten by a moose, but one did once startle my father. A juvenile. My dad was working on something outside, not realizing a moose had gotten into our yard. Curious moose comes over to check out what Dad's doing, Dad gets the odd feeling someone's right behind him, turns, and it's all, "Hi, Bullwinkle Jr.!" He kind of edged away and put a fence between the two of them, as moose aren't inherently aggressive, but can be unpredictable. And when something that size is unpredictable, you don't want to be there when it decides what it's gonna do.
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2. And holy cow! Or holy moose! XD
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My family used to live in this rural area (we still have the house) and we were carless at one point, so my dad had to walk down to the highway to get a lift into work. My dad, by the way, was a smoker and his cough was very much a smoker's cough. Wouldn't you know it, but it was mating season for moose and a moose answered back.
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(Wasn't there some sort of quasi-canon thing about the TARDIS filtering out swearing? Maybe it's a fanon thing.)
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