timelord10 (timelord10) wrote in serenitymain, @ 2009-08-26 20:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | ianto jones, the doctor |
Who: The Doctor and Ianto
When: Falling out of his TARDIS
Where: Outside, then his apartment.
What: The Doctor runs into yet another surprise in time and space
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
The TARDIS heaved and rolled across the Universe. The familiar melodic sound of time travel shook the hull of the ship down to the doctor’s core; it was the only time he felt truly at home since Davros took the time to point out his terrible weakness when it came to the human race. No more companions, he had since decided. Lady Christina de Souza was almost difficult to pass it- it had certainly helped that she was a criminal to British laws, but she was definitely right when she had mentioned in glee how wonderful they would have been together. It pained him more to know that they would have been wonderful... at least until her life was in peril and she either died, lost everyone around her, or worse. Just like all the others.
The ship heaved and pulled again, this time in a direction the Doctor had not asked the ship. “Oh no, no-no-no!” He ran to the other side of the controls. “No! No-no!” He flipped various switches and knobs but the ship lurched regardless. “Why do you always do this?” The ship whined slightly and crashed into the round. He fell to the ground with the crash but quickly jumped to his feet, peering over the control deck for any damage … Titanic hulls were nowhere to the found. No intruders, no brides… “…Donna?”
Nothing.
“Well then!” He sprang up and jogged to the door. “Let’s see what sort of trouble you’re going to get me into this time, shall we?- No wait!” He said, clearly used to talking to himself when there wasn’t a human companion on board to partake in the witty banter. “A guess first. Christmas- no unfair advantage there, we know how things tend to go down in that area of time- England… Prehistoric era! Pterodactyls – no! Robin Hood! Ha-ha!! You’ve done that to me before, don’t lie!” He said pointing a finger at the ship. “Let’s see how good I am…”
He opened the door to medieval England, somewhere within the Sherwood Forest. “Ohhh I knew it! Ooh, I’m good!- ooh wait a minute there…” In front of them, no more than two metres from the ship door floated a large wormhole of sorts. Before he could open his mouth and pull out his sonic screwdriver, the ship (and doctor) was sucked forward and into wormhole, crashing somewhere in…. dirt.
The Doctor coughed, spitting dramatically dirt form his mouth- not ashamed to make various loud raspberry and spitting noises. Behind the TARDIS laid unusually on its side in a very crashed state, still unnoticed by the Doctor. “Well that was” He coughed and spat, “very,” he spat again, unexpected.”
Something came over the Doctor, making him feel dizzy and weak. Before he could question the oxygen levels in the air of the new planet he literally fell into, he blacked out.
It seemed like no time at all had passed when he began to come to- however now something was different. His eyes remained closed, but his eyebrows furrowed in thought. He was in a bed. This would mean that not only did someone find him and move him somewhere far more comfortable, but the air was in fact breathable and they bothered enough to tuck him in. He opened his eyes abruptly and stared at the ceiling. This was troubling. Someone was expecting him.