Madman. (With a box.) (i_travel) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2011-03-25 20:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | death of the endless, the doctor |
Death on the doorstep. (Death)
Pond was gone. Ordinarily, this would not have been cause for concern, but she'd taken a communicator - not one of those City mobiles, but a proper earpiece that used the TARDIS as an antenna and shouldn't have gone out. He'd made it himself. And, if the City were interfering somehow, the Doctor was going to take it as a personal affront.
However, he'd prefer irritation to the alternative: that something out in the City had done something awful to her.
So, he'd gone looking. The TARDIS was no use; the City seemed to make it impossible to pop up right where he wanted to be. He'd set coordinates and go, only to find that the streets had changed when he arrived. If he walked, however, he had an almost perfect success rate for getting to a destination. Either the sentience that ran the place disliked the idea of cutting corners, or it wanted him out and interacting.
If Pond had disappeared, he'd walk. It was more efficient than fighting the City.
The TARDIS materialized on a street corner and stood brazenly in the open as if it belonged there, an anachronism in a city full of things that were just as odd. The Doctor locked the door, gave the old girl a pat on her side, and trotted off in search for the wayward Amelia Pond. He had a new hat - a blue fisherman's hat that he felt complimented his blue bow tie.
It didn't.