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Donna Noble ([info]illhaveasalute) wrote in [info]silverage,
@ 2011-07-09 01:41:00

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Entry tags:!log, donna noble, susan sto helit

Who: Donna Noble and Susan Sto Helit
When: Saturday, July 9th, early morning.
Where: Out and about on the streets
What: Donna is determined to find some answers.
Rating/status: PG at most, in-progress.



Donna was determined to find out what was happening. Sure, everyone else had already searched, to no luck- but there had to be something, right? There had to at least be a hint to what was going on around here. With that in mind, she planned her attack. First, she had to find a job, which would also work as a cover- she would visit the various office buildings in the city today, looking for work and anything else she could find. With so much science and wealth in this city, there had to be something. Stark Industries was a good place to start, but Wayne was closer to the Welcome Center, so that was where she was headed.

As she passed the people on the street, Donna was glad she'd been able to go shopping- her normal clothes would have been awful here. Still, the style sort of suited her, seer sucker dresses and very small heels, they showed off her figure fairly well and she wasn't unhappy about it. She kept her bright red hair in a bun, hoping against hope that it didn't make her look older. She was already at a disadvantage, being 29 and unmarried, an old maid by 1964 standards. Not that her mother didn't think it was still an old maid in 2008, but she refused to listen to the voice in the back of her head.

She shook her head, trying not to think of her mother, or Gramps. They'd be fine. The Doctor would have her back before they even knew she was gone- well, Mum at least. Gramps knew where she was. Mum would just tell her she was being stupid. She lifted her head, setting her mouth into a firm line. As she walked past a woman dressed all in black, she heard her asking for directions to a bank that could change currency. She jerked to a halt, turning around. "Excuse me. Are you new here?" she asked, grabbing the other woman's arm unconciously.



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[info]ms_susan
2011-07-12 03:36 am UTC (link)
"Not from my universe, no." Susan shook her head. "That transparent casing of the head. Someone from Uberwald would have used glass, or crystal. I think you should look elsewhere for the source."

She snapped her fingers again, putting the two of them back into Time. Things around them went back to their normal motions. "The bank can wait for a bit. Where there was one of those things, there might be more. If you wish, I can go with you back to the Welcome Center. I suppose I should have a permanent address of some sort if I am going to apply for a position as a governess or some such. And, no offense, but you did not seem to be really capable of dealing with that mechanical creature."

Susan gave her umbrella a jaunty twirl. She would keep it in hand for now, just in case.

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