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Okay so first of all this will be a test run thread to see if i would make a good fourth Doctor with our currant Sarah. So enough talkity talking. ^W^ _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
The Doctor was rushing around the hexagonal control panel, occasionally tripping over his long scarf, and throwing it back over his shoulder. The Tardis had been on the fritz again and the Doctor had been tirelessly trying to locate the problem. He stopped, and stooped to look under the control panel. " Aha!" He bent down to the ground and layed under it looking up at the source of the problem. He took out his Sonic screwdriver, and began to fix it.
The ride had gotten a bit bumpy. That was not unusual, and she didn't notice it much while she raided the cold box for the remains of the cake. There was a particularly good bobble that almost made her drop her prize. She whispered something under her breath, pasted on a smile, and hung on to the doorway to the control room as a gravity swell made her swing casually on it like a gate pole, cake in the other hand.
"Thought you were going to fix that. " She said around her mouthful.
The Doctor held on to the ground as the Tardis did one of it's infamous gravity swell's.
"Thought you were going to fix that. " She said casually around her mouthful. The Doctor poked his head out from under the control panel.
" Yes well, I did. It simply decided not to stay fixed." The Doctor got up from his position on the ground. He looked at the cake in her hand.
" I see you've found the remains of the cake." He said as he walked around the control panel, to try something else. Before he had a chance to touch anything on his control panel, the Tardis began to shake and turn, making the Doctor temporarily lose his balance. He quickly latched on to the control panel, to keep him self in place. When the Tardis had calmed down, the Doctor checked to see what had happened to make her act that way.
" We've moved.." The Doctor said looking down at the Control Panel. He couldn't believe it, he hadn't touched anything to make the tardis move. So why did they? The Doctor looked over to Sarah Jane, swinging one end of his scarf over his shoulder.
" Hope your up for an adventure." The Doctor smiled one of his mega-watt smiles and rushed out the door.
"Yes well, I did. It simply decided not to stay fixed." Said the Doctor quite firmly as he sat up and regarded her.
"Hmmm." She replied, sceptically.
He got to his feet. " I see you've found the remains of the cake."
"You should have had some, it's just lovely." She opened her mouth for more witticisms, but made a surprised 'ulp' sound instead, thumping backwards onto the floor as it went decidedly out of tilt. They both held on while the TARDiS went through it's storm, she now holding on to one of the railing struts. She did manage to get a bite of cake in without choking before the ride came to a stop.
" We've moved.."
"I should say so!" She said, feeling a bit bewildered and wondering where the rest of her cake had wound up. "But how? You said we were parked!" " Hope your up for an adventure." He challenged, and ran out the door. With an ear to ear grin, she launched on to her feet and followed him out.
The Doctor waited for Sarah to walk out of the Tardis, before turning around and locking it. As he put the key back in his pocket, he looked around at their surroundings. They were on some sort of space station. Possibly around the thirtieth century, it was hard to tell sense the room they had landed in was incredibly dark. The Doctor felt his way over to the light switch and flipped it on, making the room glow in a yellowish light.
" Well it's better then not being able to see anything." The Doctor remarked with a smirk, as he walked around the room to try and get a better idea on where they were. Or when they were..
When the Doctor shut the TARDIS door, it was nearly black, wherever it was that they were.
"You hadn't mentioned that the Lupordian falls were so dark, Doctor, nor so quiet." He'd been promising her the Lupordian falls when the TARDIS had gone wonkers and he'd nearly climbed inside the control column to fix it. For the better part of a day.
She reached out just in time to feel the brush of his coat with her fingertips and she followed. A moment later, they were bathed in a hazy yellow light. Not a cave, nor a street. Not a field or a Jungle. Somewhere technologically advanced.
" Well it's better then not being able to see anything."
"You're looking a bit jaundice though, Doctor." She teased with a grin, starting to poke around. "Where do you suppose we've landed? What is this place?"
"You're looking a bit jaundice though, Doctor." The Doctor turned to face Sarah with a grin to match her's.
" Your not looking any better my dear Sarah." He said with a wink.
"Where do you suppose we've landed? What is this place?" The Doctor walked around the room. To try and figure out where they actually were.
" It seems like we've landed on a space station... In the fortieth century." He walked around the room again, looking at the technology spanning the walls.
" Whatever or whoever, brought us here went through an awful lot of trouble to do so." He said while fiddling with a switch on the wall.
She blew a raspberry at him when he teased her about her looks, even if she had been the one to start the joke. Irritation passed as quickly as the next breath at his revelation.
"A space station? How can you tell that?"
She half watched him, half poked around herself. Not that she knew what she was poking at. The Doctor did know, apparently, or was willing to make a guess, anyway, as he fussed with something on the wall. Some sort of something that was at a neat height for reaching it.
"Well, that looks mighty handy, do you suppose they're human? Earth people from nineteen hundred years in my future?" She looked rather excited about the prospect and started eyeing up the doors, ready to pick one to try. She'd had enough of the squiddy sort of Aliens for a while. It would be nice to see some humans again no matter how charming the 'fish' had been at the grand Ocean planet they'd been at before this.
The technology was definitely human. The Doctor could tell that much from the technology on the walls. But there was something else that he couldn't quite figure out yet. He flipped one of the switches on the wall, and a door opened behind him. He turned around to look at Sarah and the door.
" The technology is certainly human." The Doctor said as he walked over to door, stopping in the doorway.
" Well come on. We don't have all day." The Doctor then continued his way out the door, and down the hallway.
Human technology indeed. It was all he would admit to. If someone asked him the color of the house on the hill, he'd say that it was white on this side, unwilling to attest to the color of the side he couldn't see. He could be so pedantic sometimes. He seemed to be quite a grump today. Testy. He was sharp with her in the doorway in a way that he'd never been as his earlier self. Sometimes she wondered if he'd invited her along on a lark and didn't really remember how things had been.
"I will when you stop blocking it." She snapped back at him, following none the less into the butter yellow light, curious to see if there would be people here. "It seems quiet. I wonder why someone sent us here. Do you suppose it was your lot, the Time Lords?" That was never good news, they found the worst of their trouble when the Council got notional and sent them into the breach.
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