Gallifrey Plot

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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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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.

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Hesitantly, Unexpected Visitor #2 steps into the TARDIS. Even though he'd heard about the things from his wife, he was unprepared for the spacial difference between the interior and exterior. Gabe had to take another two or three looks outside for compare/contrast purposes before giving up on trying to wrap his mind around it.

Walking further in, past all the Victorian bric-a-brac and whatnot, he reaches out with invisible tendrils of energy, feeling for the unexpected, bad vibes, whatever.

"Savannah?"