realize yourself; dr. martha (labcoats) wrote in rooms,
[Martha was blissfully unawares of the issues in the other doors. Being in her own door, missing her family and watching UNIT counting down the days until Christmas, following every lead of something slightly extraterrestrial, was not the most fun she'd ever had, but it didn't touch her bad days.
Talking to Bruce and Jane, though, and visiting Jane's lab made her remember how much she missed that scientific camaraderie. It felt like ages since she had worked in a lab with Owen at Torchwood, part of a team again, and she missed that sort of work, and him, and the whole team.
But there was no time to get distracted by that, not when she was in space again. Her excitement was not exactly subtle. Her eyes were lit up.] So there's a chance for trouble? Not the worst slums I've seen, though. [New New York was a little creepy because the markets had been so empty, other than the drug dealers. And then she had been kidnapped, but. That was then. A few kidnappings didn't stop her from enjoying the sights of these markets now.] Is this...is there some version of Earth in this door, or is this somewhere else altogether? [She had the good sense to ask that question quietly.]