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// Leanne Jones ([info]unrequitedjones) wrote in [info]silverage,
@ 2011-07-11 23:31:00

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Entry tags:!log, donna noble, martha jones

Who: Martha Jones and Donna Noble
What: lookin' for the Doctor
Where: around the Statue of Liberty
When: tuesday morning.

The Angels. He had told her the angels were bad. And then suddenly she'd materialised in an alley, in the middle of ... somewhere. Not that it had taken her long at all to figure out it was New York. But! She had to put her head in the game, figure out where he'd gone, and where the best place to meet was.

Something familiar to both of them. Despite being in a totally unfamiliar place and time, she had to smile as she saw the Statue of Liberty. Where else would they find each other in such a vast city? She was lucky she was so close to the docks, as she walked, she searched for a newspaper stand to see if she could catch a date. No sense in asking someone and looking like an idiot.

It was New York, and it didn't take her long to track one down. "1964!" she exclaimed, looking about, hoping no-one paid her any mind. "That's great Doctor, strand me in America in 1964. Nothing could possibly go wrong ..." She trailed off when she realised a ginger-haired woman was looking at her curiously.

"Don't mind me," she said, in her cheery accent. "My friend's just havin' a bit of a laugh at me."



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[info]unrequitedjones
2011-07-13 07:03 am UTC (link)
Hot, angry tears welled in her eyes. "Alright then!" she yelled, mostly just to stop the goddamned conversation about how the Doctor wouldn't have still run into her. She didn't know who this Rose girl exactly was, but man alive did Martha severely dislike her already.

"Happy, whole, and Mad Martha Jones, it works for me," Martha said, mostly because she didn't want to not have a friend while stuck in 1964. She might not know who Donna was, but Donna had at least reacted positively to her. She wondered, but didn't ask, if they'd started off this rough when they met before.

She coudln't, however, stop herself from scoffing at Donna's last comment. "You're white, and you type. You'll have a better time of it than I will. Bet I won't even be allowed to run a till. Wasn't at the shop in London either. Didn't have my papers, and the Commonwealth Immigration Act had just been amended. Lucky for psychic paper, I suppose, but I was still out of colour." She laughed and shook her head a little at the memory. She was a doctor for goodness' sake!

"But at least I got the moon landing to look forward to, yeah? Wait a second ... it isn't July 18 yet, is it? That's what starts it all, y'know, we studied it in primary." Suddenly Martha was very scared. Her mother had been just a girl at the time, but she said the whole of the world was riveted when Harlem burned. Then America couldn't stop burning for years.

The Doctor had taken her to lands where being human was all that distinguished her, not anything of what category of human she was, or what colour her skin was. Sometimes, like right now, it was hard to imagine how the world had ever got off to the stars. Not that 2007 was much better. Sure, things were a bit different, but now it was those of Arab or Chinese descent who faced discrimination in England.

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[info]illhaveasalute
2011-07-13 07:56 am UTC (link)
Donna sighed, seeing the girl's tears. So maybe she'd been a bit harsh- she was stranded in the past with a Doctor who wouldn't find her and no one who knew her name. She was allowed a little harshness. "Sorry. It's just- well, it's tough, traveling alone."

"Yes, I am white, and yes, I can type, and yes, that means it's going to be easier for me. I'm sorry, and it's not right, but again- not a lot I can do about the sixties, is there? I'll look out for you- we can look out for each other. And the girl at the Welcome Center might be able to help with all that nonsense." Donna had just turned up at Wayne Industries and started working, since she was qualified. It wasn't like temping (which is what Donna was considering this) was different from one place to another- office gossip, catty women, climbing the ladder. Only difference is that climbing the ladder here meant marrying up.

"No. July 12th. We've got time. You won't be living in Harlem, I promise you that." Even if the girl was being abrasive- and yes, she probably had reason to be, but Donna didn't feel all that charitable at the moment- she wasn't going to let anything happen to a friend of the Doctor's, not on her watch. She could only imagine what he'd say if she told him she'd let Martha Jones get killed in a race riot.

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[info]unrequitedjones
2011-07-14 03:53 am UTC (link)
"Tell me about it," Martha laughed, glad Donna was making an effort. "Not that being stranded with the Doctor is a picnic either! When we were in London in 1969, he had this perpetual frown on and wanted to know why we couldn't have nice things!"

She frowned, "So this Welcome Center, it's for people like us? I go there, everyone else here will know I don't belong?"

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[info]illhaveasalute
2011-07-16 09:37 pm UTC (link)
"He's spoiled, that one. Too used to wooshing here and there, not used to being like the rest of us." She smiled. "Lucky we found each other, then. Not as alone, anyway. How'd you get stuck in 1969, anyway?"

"Well, yeah, but you won't be the only one. There's lots of people at the Center, I'm hoping to get out of there soon myself. Got a job, now I just have to find a flat-" She turned to Martha, an idea having formed. "Maybe after you get a job, we could find something together. That way we'll be able to find each other, if the Doctor shows up."

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[info]unrequitedjones
2011-07-16 09:49 pm UTC (link)
Martha beamed, "Oh, I'd like that! Very lucky we found each other, Donna!" Martha was pleased, glad they could put their rocky start behind them.

"But, 1969, right! We went for the moon landing. Well, we'd already been to see the moon landing twice by then. But we went again, and there was this tiny thing with the Livbern lizards, and he turned to me and was like 'okay, we're stuck here for a little bit. Day at most. Where's an ATM?' and I had to remind him we were in 1969 and no-one knew what on Earth that was! You know how he gets when he thinks he's got it all under control and he doesn't? That little frown he does like it's all your fault that humans don't have the tools he wants at that very moment? Was like that for the two days we were looking for the last of the Livbern lizards. I just told him to pop back ahead a few decades, but he said he wouldn't risk it. Then after we were done, I asked for something more fun and we wound up with the Angels instead."

She'd already been talking a lot, but she talked more, "He ever mention the angels? Quantum-locked. Dangerous little devils. He said they 'live you to death' then never got around to explaining what that meant before one of 'em touched us. I hope that means I'm not due for death anytime soon, but if they were going to kill me, they'd have outright done it, right?"

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[info]illhaveasalute
2011-07-17 05:13 am UTC (link)
She was glad she'd asked Martha- they'd gotten off to a much rougher start than last time, but she was sure that could all be sorted. "Never heard of Angels, no. Last I saw he was talking about the Vashta Nerada- got me way too scared of the dark. So like him, half the time he's got human technology figured out to an exact decimal, other half he gets it all muddled up."

"Still haven't had a word from him. I'm not sure why- I know he's in the city, and I think he knows I'm here, but I can't- I can't find him, and for some reason he hasn't found me. I've never not been able to find him before." She sighed, then smiled at the other girl. "Well, maybe I just haven't found him yet, hmm?"

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