Gallifrey Plot

[continuum_of_drs]

Everything had been prepared.

Or, as prepared as it could be for an undertaking such as this, which wasn't very.

He knew he was going to have people wanting to go with him on this. And somehow, he didn't mind.

What he wasn't expecting, however, was a stowaway. Or, rather, he'd been expecting a stowaway of some kind. Just not here. Not now. Not now of all times...

There wasn't anything for it, though, but to look. The TARDIS knew exactly where said stowaway was, after all. The Doctor just had to get there.

He just hoped this one wasn't Australian....

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[http://users.livejournal.com/_meadow_lark/]

Savannah had heard music, music coming from the antique police box. At least, that's what she thought she heard, and had been known to hear things before.

But hey, the box was in the sanctuary, which meant that it was safe, right? Investigating a music box couldn't be that bad, she chuckled. Oh, maybe it plays other things. She peeked inside and...oooh, now, there's something else! She had to check it out, now!

A couple hours later, she's gotten herself lost in room upon room of hydroponic gardens, growing celery.

Savannah does not like celery.

[doctorbluebox.livejournal.com]

He probably should not have left that music going.

He follows where the TARDIS directed him, through corridors and cloisters (and getting the feeling he's not alone in doing this), until he gets the distinct notion from the TARDIS that whoever he's looking for is in the hydroponic garden. He makes his way down the rails of celery plants, wondering what posessed his fifth self to grow those until he remembered oh, it wasn't, it was his ninth who planted them in a fit of sarcasm. Right.

He finds his quarry and stops, staring.

"Savannah?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_meadow_lark/]

"Ulp". With the appearance of the Doctor, she realizes how the police box can be bigger on the inside. She's managed to learn a bit in his temporal physics class.

She's also learned, in her years of being a teenager, how to read expressions. This one was not very pleased and, realizing her metaphorical goose might be metaphorically cooked, she decides to follow a wise course of action and vamoose.

She dashes off between the raised planting boxes, looking for either a way out or a place to hide.

[doctorbluebox.livejournal.com]

Of all people.

No, he wasn't pleased. But he wasn't angry, either.

But he knew it was just going to have to get worse, wasn't it? She was just going to have to run, wasn't she?

"Savannah, wait! You're only going to get--"

She disappears.

"...more lost," he finishes.

Nothing for it but to follow.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_meadow_lark/]

Eventually she gets to a dead end. "Dammit!"

So when he catches up with her, as he will, she's just sitting on the floor, having given up.

"Okay, so, sorry I broke into your house thing, can you please kindly show me out? 'S like a damn maze in here..."

[doctorbluebox.livejournal.com]

Sigh.

"I'm not angry. Only this ... is really not the time for people to go wandering in, otherwise I'd be more than happy to give a tour. I really ought to be leaving." Because the longer he stays, the more chance there is of someone coming along and convincing him not to go. "I'll help you find the door."