RP: Untitled; for marthajonesmd

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Donna leaves the hotel feeling a mix of worry and relief. She doesn't know the way really, but by following the foot traffic, she soon wanders onto the Plass. She was a bit hard on the place the day before - sure it's a great, gaudy thing, but it's also rather impressive. And the fact that hidden somewhere below it lies a secret organization that

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Martha sets the files she's working on aside, rubbing her temples with her fingertips and wondering if she can get Ianto to run out and fetch her some takeaway soon. It is lunchtime, after all.

"Hey," Mickey says, flipping through the CCTV cameras, "looks like Donna's back again. Think she wants something?"

"I'm sure she's just sight-seeing," Jack remarks dryly. "It's a bit early for dinner, though." He glances over at Martha; he knows about the episode with the Sontarans. Jack's one of the few people Martha feels she can talk to. "Martha? You want to go see what's up?"

She smiles at him gratefully. "Yeah, all right." Martha shrugs out of her labcoat, leaving it hanging on the back of her chair, and crosses the Hub to the lift.

It's misting outside, and she wishes she'd brought her jacket. Typical Cardiff weather. "Hey, Donna!" she calls out, getting the other woman's attention.

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Donna turns toward the voice, grateful for the reprieve from feeling like she's stalking Torchwood. She meets her halfway across the Plass, greeting her a hug because she does remember that from the day before. "Martha! How are you? Sorry we hardly got to talk yesterday." She smiles wryly. "'S always something with that man." Boy, is that an understatement.

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Martha returns the embrace, then pulls back slightly, looking Donna over to make sure she's all right. "Yeah, that's generally the case," she agrees. "Good to see it doesn't change, even when he's human. You feeling all right, then?"

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She frowns slightly - wasn't the Doctor always human? Well, beside the bits that were alien. She shrugs it off, not wanting Martha to be concerned every time Donna tries to puzzle something out.

"Wonderful actually." She grins. "I had the most gorgeous deep tissue massage this morning. I was hoping that perhaps you'd be free for a bit so we could catch up."