They say a TARDIS picls the Timelord, not the other way around...

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

[What's this?  Can it be?  Holy cruk, it's an Ace.  Yes, it's been a while.  There have been exams - her first year at the Academy is now complete, and amazingly enough she made it through.  Only a billion years left (at least that's what it feels like.)

Ace does not come alone onto the Plane.  Next to her is a tall wardrobe.  It's a simple thing - stained wood doors in a dark oak colour, no fancy scroll-work or anything that makes it stand out.  To most people there's nothing special about it at all.  A few trained eyes, however, might notice something peculiar about the lock.

Yes, Ace has stolen a TARDIS  kidnapped a TARDIS  borrowed a TARDIS  freed a TARDIS.

Oh dear.]

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Is that really supposed to be great camouflage on Gallifrey?

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

Wasn't going for camouflage, so it's not a question that needs answering, really.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Maybe malfunctioning Chameleon Circuits go with the job.

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

Nothing wrong with her Chameleon circute. It's the plane, what did you expect her to look like?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

An asteroid?

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

Boring. Also the door might stick out a bit on a giant rock.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Never hurt me on a Grecian pillar. [examining the TARDIS carefully] To think, it's dead in my universe.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[it's a wardrobe. All that Dorothy can say is this:]

...Narnia?

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

Whatia? Oh, that's a movie or something, isn't it? Close enough.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[she points at the wardrobe]

Wardrobe. Is Narnia inside?

[because that'd be too cool.]

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

Not inside, but could be on the other side, given the right coordinates. If the place exists. [She knows full well what Narnia is, having devoured the books as a kid and having spent hours in her childhood trying to find doors in the back of closets but she'll never admit it.]

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[his eyes widen, and a brilliant smile tugs at his lips] Why, is that a TARDIS I see?

Surely you've not been allowed your own quite yet...

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

[grins] Maybe I'm a super advanced student, and they've given me leave to take one out for a practice spin. Or maybe I sort of borrowed her because she was about to be assigned to the wrong Timelord...

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[amused] And by wrong, of course, you mean one other than yourself?

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

[She's not quite sure if she should be smug or cautious, and ends up projecting both] She's meant to be mine - they just don't understand that she chose me.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[slow nod] I see. [and he does; he remains amused, but also understanding] Well, she should be safe here, in the meantime.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, have the President studying it curiously and quietly.]

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

[Oi, this could be bad. Madame President is about the last person Ace want to see at the moment, given the unauthorized use of TARDIS.

Maybe if she ignores the woman she'll go away?]

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[well hello there, fellow TARDIS! someone is coming over to say hi!]

Where did you find it?

[aces-are-rare.livejournal.com]

[And Ace takes a deep breath, releasing some tension. If anyone understands what she's done it should be the TARDIS.]

The usual place, more or less. They were preparing her to leave, sent off on a journey with some prat of a Timelord that didn't deserve her.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[smiles at that]

And so you stole her? How terribly clever.

[reaches out a hand to touch the ship's exterior, murmuring quietly in Gallifreyan]

And what do you intend on doing with her, now that you have her?