Hello, I'm the Doctor. (vworp) wrote in bizarroworld, @ 2015-05-20 17:06:00 |
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Times Square is a magical place. [Rogers]
The Doctor loved New York. There wasn't an incarnation of New York that wasn't exciting, from Old New York to New New New New York. The American New York was, naturally, the best incarnation of them all, even if she did look like a bit of a lost tourist. She dressed a bit like a Victorian governess with a tomboy's haircut. In a city like New York no one looked twice.
Not even at a man in an SSR t-shirt looking lost and afraid as black SUVs closed in on him in the middle of Times Square.
Luckily for him, The Doctor was not most people. She walked with a perfect posture and dignity that betrayed her young face. She wove through people like the TARDIS through time and managed to get to suspiciously specimen-like man before anyone else. Her hand was so gentle as it reached up to meet his shoulder.
"Are you alright?"
Despite how dire the situation looked, The Doctor appeared to be in no rush, examining him with sad brown eyes. After a moment's consideration she said, "Of course you're not. Come along, then. They can have you when you're good and ready."
She offered her hand like a question.
When he took it they ran. The Doctor had no idea where they were running to at first, but she could make out black SUVs tailing them. Steve could run much faster than she could, but with two hearts she had no problem keeping a fast pace. She noticed a stairwell leading down to a subway platform, and took it. It was a joyful thing to run. This time there were no monsters, no aliens, no invasions. Just a bunch of humans scrambling to figure out what had just happened. The Doctor laughed like the entire ordeal would simply be another funny story to tell.