Mickey Smith (plasticed) wrote in welcomethreads, @ 2013-09-07 13:32:00 |
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There were still tears in Mickey's eyes as he stood on the sidewalk, pondering his next move. He didn't have a flat to go back to or a job, although he was sure he could figure out both. Before that, though, he was taking a moment. It was bittersweet, being here. He knew he was doing the right thing for him, but he missed them. Jackie, Rose, everyone he'd left behind. He'd told the Doctor there wasn't anything left for him in Pete's World, but the truth was, he needed to be on his own like this. He needed to find a way to exist without Rose there clouding up his head. Mickey took off after Jack and Martha, running to catch up with them, but before he could reach them he found himself standing in a strange little town, one he'd never seen before. It was obvious he wasn't in London anymore. "Really?" he muttered. "I'm not back 5 minutes... Can't I get a holiday? A day, even?" Mickey shook his head. After all that time with the Doctor and with Torchwood, everything he'd been through, he couldn't really be fazed by what had just happened. His guard was up, but he didn't exactly have any weapons on him, so he was hardly in a position to do anything other than just play along until he figured out where he was and how exactly he'd gotten here. With that in mind, he started toward the nearest building where he could hopefully get some answers. |