Traverse the Paths Less Trod (Open to Aliens)
Mar 3, 2014 3:03:45 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2014 3:03:45 GMT -5
Falling, falling, now flying through the air, a burst of flowering pain swiftly cut off by a chilling warmth. I’m exploding, no I’m healing? Suddenly red hair wraps a new face and the smoking wreckage of my TARDIS welcomes me. I approach the wreckage, reach for the door…“Arrrrgh!” Sedna shot up from her bed with a cry hand reaching for her Oblitus as she surveyed they her room for enemies. A soft hum from her TARDIS calmed her and she pat the wall. The sole reminder of her home, besides her memories and the weapon in her hand, was her companion from the very battle that she had escaped her TARDIS.
“I need to stop thinking of that battle. Yet it never stops filling my thoughts.” A sharp whir from her TARDIS made a smile cross her face. “I know it wasn’t my fault, I can’t help thinking about it though.” She didn’t blame herself for the loss of her planet. Oh no the blame for her home planet, Gallifrey’s, disappearance rested on the shoulders of the being who had moved, or destroyed, the planet.
She stretched her arms the feeling of her shoulders popping woke her and she yawned. She moved into the console room and combed her red hair as her brown eyes scanned the readouts. Her eyes alighted on a planet she hadn’t explored before and the smile on her face widened at the thought of exploring this planet. “This might be it! We may have found the planet that our people are trapped on!” She looked at the readouts and read them aloud even though no one is around to hear her speak. “Oxygen atmosphere, temperate climate, fresh water and plant life, there is wild life, natives are sentient but very primitive, culture is similar to that of the Planet Earth. This is the ideal place for our people to be hidden in!” She pressed a button and sent herself toward it.
“I need to stop thinking of that battle. Yet it never stops filling my thoughts.” A sharp whir from her TARDIS made a smile cross her face. “I know it wasn’t my fault, I can’t help thinking about it though.” She didn’t blame herself for the loss of her planet. Oh no the blame for her home planet, Gallifrey’s, disappearance rested on the shoulders of the being who had moved, or destroyed, the planet.
She stretched her arms the feeling of her shoulders popping woke her and she yawned. She moved into the console room and combed her red hair as her brown eyes scanned the readouts. Her eyes alighted on a planet she hadn’t explored before and the smile on her face widened at the thought of exploring this planet. “This might be it! We may have found the planet that our people are trapped on!” She looked at the readouts and read them aloud even though no one is around to hear her speak. “Oxygen atmosphere, temperate climate, fresh water and plant life, there is wild life, natives are sentient but very primitive, culture is similar to that of the Planet Earth. This is the ideal place for our people to be hidden in!” She pressed a button and sent herself toward it.