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Donna Noble (illhaveasalute) wrote in silverage,

Donna rushed into the lobby, cursing. The good thing about the TARDIS was that you really had any sort of sleep schedule you pleased, the problem with landing (or getting bloody stranded) was that your sleep schedule took a bit of time to get back to "Earth Standard". She'd meant to get up early, to stake out the lobby and check if anyone had answered her question about the Doctor's whereabouts, but she'd managed to sleep in, then the hot water was gone, then she remembered her clothing wasn't quite right and had to debate about going out in it-

All in all, a stressful first morning in the wrong time. Normally she would just pop into the wardrobe in the TARDIS, but again, stranded, big outer space dumbo lost me!. She plopped in front of the bulletin board, reading the message left by a woman named "Amy Pond", and quickly scribbling a reply. She looked about the lobby, hoping she'd managed to catch the two women. She decided to ask at the front desk if anyone had left a note for her.

Chameleon in the umbrella stand? What the hell? She walked over to the stand, and jumped back when a pale white lizard poked it's head out at her. A little yelp escaped her throat, but she swallowed and looked at the thing again. It jerked it's head to one side in a gesture that seemed to mean, "Follow me" and started to walk up the stairs. Donna shook her head, walking after it.