jenny is not a monkey... or a child (ilovetherunning) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2010-11-16 17:26:00 |
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For months, Jenny had been looking for her father. Well. That wasn't entirely true. For the first few weeks, Jenny had just been looking at the universe in general. However, most everywhere she seemed to go, she would hear tales of the Doctor. The Doctor had saved this world, the Doctor had stopped this threat, the Doctor was absolutely brilliant and deserved his own solar system, on and on the stories, and feelings behind them, went until finally Jenny decided she'd heard enough and was ready to see for herself. So she'd started looking for him - really looking. Anywhere that seemed to be in trouble, any place that might need a bit of help, she was there. Looking for her father yet always seeming to be either one step ahead, or behind, him.
The times she was a few steps ahead, she didn't mind it so much. Usually she'd wind up being the one to help in that instance, and she found the more she did it the more she liked it. There was something rewarding about fixing seemingly impossible problems of others. A bit frustrating at times, because apparently not everyone in the universe believed you were actually there to help when you first showed up, but certainly worthwhile. And she liked to think that, each time she waved goodbye to the people she met and took off to the stars once again, that eventually her own stories would begin to circulate. Not because Jenny cared about the fame but rather because, if she had her own tales, there was a better chance of the Doctor seeking out her.
Of course it never happened that way. She continued her travels, weeks turning into months, adventures piling up until she felt at times as though that's all she ever did. Along the way she learned a few things about life, about living in a cosmos that was far more brilliant than anything she could ever imagine. She learned how to think instead of act, how to use her mind instead of her fists. She wasn't quite as anti-violence as her father but she certainly did her best. She also continued her travels without ever slowing down, hoping that one day her searching would come to an end.
And then she was here. In a strange place that she'd never heard of, minus her ship, and quite confused as to how she'd come to be there in the first place. And in a matter of mere seconds, her search was over. Her father was here - not just one, but two of them - and although Jenny didn't quite understand how, she wasn't going to second guess her luck just yet. No, for now she would simply sit on the stairs just as she'd been told, not daring to move, and wait for her fathers to get there.
Blue eyes watching as two squirrels scampered across the bottom of the library stairs, fighting for an acorn that both seemed determined to keep, Jenny decided that her fathers really needed to hurry. If she had to sit there, in that one spot, for much longer, she was certain she would go mad from boredom. As it stood she was already reduced to watching animals fight for morsels. Another five minutes and there was a very good chance she'd either be joining them, or doing her best to patch up their differences, because anything was better than sitting so very still.