[this...is not the place she expects to see when she arrives on the Plane. no impossible amount of stars, just the cool, stone walls and floor. thank goodness she's wearing trainers or her feet would hurt later on, though she wishes she thought to wear a cardigan at least and rubs her bare forearms.]

Right, this isn't funny...

Oi, let me out now from wherever I am! If you don't, I'll find my own way out and beat down the door of that damned shop. Do you hear me? [her voice echoes like mad, but she doesn't hear reply to her threat. and darn it all, she can't help feeling a bit scared now.]
 
 
15 March 2010 @ 04:13 am
[Kate has her gun out and aimed before she even registers where she is; police training coupled with Slayer reflexes are a thing to behold

she backs up against one of the smooth stone walls, gaze snapping from right to left]


What the hell is this?
 
 
lamb_of_gold
15 March 2010 @ 05:44 pm
[Mu seems a tad disturbed and, for a second, very surprised as he looks around, his nose wrinkling ever so slightly in distaste as he takes in his surroundings. His posture shifts ever so slightly - guarded on every level]


I do not like this.
 
 
15 March 2010 @ 10:03 pm
[The Doctor on the plane tonight doesn't look entirely well. She hasn't yet managed to check up on Jamie and Zoe in person since talking to Brax, but at least she managed a phone call. There was altogether too much dancing about, trying to sort out the who's and whyfor's, and she promised her two erstwhile companions that she'd come pick them up soon enough. But not right now, because all that fuss has given her a headache (given her a headache, of course, because it's not as if the Doctor has had a headache pretty constantly for a day or so).

And being in the TARDIS but not going anywhere for the moment made her a bit restless (clearly, that's it), so she made herself a lovely cup of peppermint tea (because it's lovely, not to soothe a stomach that isn't the slightest bit nauseated) and wandered planewards.

So now, she's settled onto a nice armchair with a cuppa, absently stroking her temples to soothe the headache that isn't there. Perhaps she'll go to Egypt next. Legend says there's a very interesting river there.]