It started out subtle. So subtle, the Doctor didn't even notice what was happening until he suddenly found himself running faster and farther than before. But this time, his warning wasn't from Rose with Bad Wolf written everywhere, but a message picked up by the TARDIS from what appeared to be from Sarah Jane Smith.
Run, Doctor. They're after you
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And then he was proven wrong as a flash of bright red hair belonging to his best mate walked through the door, causing him to nearly fall out of his seat as he awkwardly hurried to stand up.
"Ms. Noble?" He pulled his suit jacket down and smiled brightly -- She looked good. "Hi... I'm Mr. Smith of TARDIS Enterprises, so nice of you to meet up with me!" He figured she probably recognized him from being at her house after he had wiped her memory.
And as far as he was concerned, this was as far as he had rehearsed this scenario in his mind. The rest would be him making it up as he went along.
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TARDIS... The word sounded familiar yet she couldn't put her finger on why. Like memory just out of reach. "Hope you don't mind me asking, what exactly is it that TARDIS Enterprises does?"
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Well that worked out his favor, despite it being a bit of a lie. "So Ms. Noble, if you don't mind, tell me a bit about yourself."
When she started rambling - really sometimes she could out talk him - the Doctor suddenly had a feeling they were being watched. Determining they weren't in danger quite yet, he kept his focus on her, placing all his nods and smiles at the correct locations.
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She exhaled a heavy sigh. So much had happened in such a short space of time that her head was still spinning from it all. "The Shadow Proclamation? They're probably still pissed at you for doing a runner on them during that whole Dalek nonsense..."
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Donna, you're brilliant! You've helped me loads of times; you're my best mate! You keep me level-headed, and that's exactly why I need you with me."
She was right about the Shadow Proclamation still being irritated with him about the Dalek thing, but if he was able to destroy an entire planet and kill off his race and get away with it, he must've done something quite worse to warrant all this.
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"So brilliant that you wiped my mind and took me home, eh?" It was a sensitive spot she hadn't quite gotten over yet. She didn't want to be mad at him, really she didn't. She just couldn't help it.
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He didn't know what else to say and he stood there, mouth hanging open searching for more words. When they refused to come he just ran his hands through his hair in frustration. "I'm sorry.... This was stupid. I shouldn't involve you in all this."
This entire past year hadn't exactly been going how he would've liked, between Davros returning, witnessing Rose kiss not-him-but-it-was-him-kind-of, losing Donna's friendship, and now being some how framed.
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"Isn't there some kind of... I dunno, Space Google you can search or sommat? Intergallatic newspapers? Anything?"
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"Unfortunately I'm being tracked, meaning I have to try and be clever - which I am - and go to places that aren't typically me. Never actually been to Verron, but am familiar with the race. I need to maintain a low profile as much as I can."
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"But listen though, if they're tracking you," whoever 'they' are, "then it's not safe for you to be waltzing about alien planets. You stay nice and cosy on the TARDIS and I'll go."
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"Ohh, most definitely not!" It wasn't that he didn't trust her to scout out things, "I can't be gallivanting around time and space too scared to go out and have you do all my dirty work. What will that make me look like?" Of course he had a reputation to uphold.
Rubbing his eye, he spoke, "I'll be fine, Donna. Let's go, like old times, eh?"
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"Right then, soothsayer, is he about? Is he a bloke? I mean, you never know, could a be a woman, is it a woman? Anyway~ Can we pop in or do we need an appointment? Our diary is pretty empty right now."
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"The soothsayer has no gender... No gender nor bias is to interfere with the readings. The hooded figure took a step forward as if to scrutinize the two before speaking again. "You've both traveled very far, yes? What is the nature of meeting with the soothsayer?"
Momentarily the Doctor scratched his head, "Oh, certain questions have come about... Sorry, the less everyone knows the better." The greeter hesitated, as if waiting for a reply.
"Come with me."
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"Meeting with the soothsayer. This is exciting." She fell into step with the Doctor. "What do we call them? Your Soothship? How'd you greet a soothsayer?"
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Finally they reached another room, where fabrics and pillows decorated the floor - how stereotypical! On a stand there was what looked like a tiny woman with symbols decorating her face. She (Well, it looked like a she, even though whoever it was that greeted them said there was no gender) wore thick clothing and had eyes that were red, but looked blank without defined pupils.
Clearing his throat, the Doctor began to speak, but was quickly cut off. "I knew you'd arrive." The soothsayer's mouth didn't move, instead the voice was heard in his mind.
"I... err, what?"
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She sighed, looking at him for a long moment, clicking her tongue against the back of her teeth. "You sure you haven't pinched anything? Teaspoon? Space junk? Anything? Accidently popped a Curly Wurly in those giant pockets of yours and forgotten to pay.?"
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They trudged through the rest of the jungle and finally coming back to the TARDIS. "I mean, I've run off to a few places, but I didn't pop off with something stuffed in my pockets. I honestly don't know what the soothsayer is talking about."
After unlocking the door, the Doctor leaned against the railing, hands stuffed in his pockets.
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She was silent, but it only lasted a few moments. "What did that nutjob mean when they said there was another prophecy about you? How's that work then? Different turn of events?"
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He sighed. This was all too much for one day, even for a Time Lord. Finally glancing over to Donna, he smiled subtly. "I know you're frustrated at me and all this, but I'm glad you're here."
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