[The Doctor, after much waffling and distracting himself with other things, actually followed his self's advice, and took a trip to the Powell Estate to visit the Rose in his own universe. He'd even worked up the courage to knock on her door, until he heard a mewing noise behind him. And really, given the choice between another rejection, or a cute, fluffy kitten, it wasn't difficult for the Doctor to make a decision.

So he scooped up his new companion, and took him to the first place he thought of - the Plane. Where he is currently petting the little black furball. And talking to him, because cats are much easier to talk to than people.]

Someday, we'll find someone we won't have to ask twice. Maybe even a clever ape, if we're lucky. But for now it's just you, me, and the TARDIS! You'll love her, promise. Lots of room to run around in. [pauses] You need a name. Can't just call you "Cat," can I?

[See Danny. See Danny take photos. Take photos, Danny, take photos!

Danny decided he ought to come back to the plane and take photos of all the constellations and stars as he had promised himself earlier. Looking at photos in books was nothing compared to actually taking photos of them in person!]

So that was Aries...and over there's Norma. [Snap!] Wow, none of these are positioned where they should be in the sky... Although maybe if I just isolate 'em, they'll be as good as any other photo of the stars!

[He starts going through the photos he's taken so far.] I wonder how I'm going to explain these to my parents. Or Jazz. [Grin.] As if they'd even believe me!

[oh look, it's a wild Straxus back on the Plane, sans gloves and that cap, and is currently wandering around aimlessly, having already taken a little stroll through the forest and is on his way to...something. he doesn't wander because he's lost but because there's so much to see and currently, he's stopped in his tracks and thinking of where to go next.

the Plane's free from Gallifrey's eyes, and most assuredly from the CIA and the High Council--he's been busy discreetly checking his sources for such a thing in the reports--and such a degree of, well, he hesitates to use the word "freedom" because really, he loves his people and his world. but it's a change and if there's something the general populace of Time Lords don't adapt well to, it's change.

of course, the downside of the lack of surveillance on the Plane is that no one will ever believe him about the Doctor surviving his fall, Omega being alive, or that the Master is for that matter (not that he's bothered to tell anybody, not even Coordinator Bulek) and boy, is he still smarting from that last encounter with that particular renegade Time Lord. still, that doesn't mean he's going to avoid the Plane because of one lunatic.

oddly enough...he rather likes the place.]