[On the Run Verse] It All Began

[captoftardis]

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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[noblexcompanion]

Oh, that caused Donna to raise her eyebrow at him again. "A soothsayer? Really? Seriously? A soothsayer? You haven't noticed that whenever we get mixed up with soothsayers or fortune tellers or whatever you want to call them that bad things always happen?" Well... twice. But it was enough to make Donna wary of people who could 'see the future'.

"Isn't there some kind of... I dunno, Space Google you can search or sommat? Intergallatic newspapers? Anything?"

[captoftardis]

The Doctor looked off at nothing in particular. In all honesty, he completely agreed with her in the matters of soothsayers.

"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."

[noblexcompanion]

"Tracked? What, like, Time Lord microchipping? Sat-tracking? Alien paparazzi? Then again, you do travel in a big blue box, hardly blends in at car parks. Seriously, it's like Ford, Ford, Skoda, TARDIS, BMW, mini." Don't you just wish that sometimes Donna Noble came with a mute button?

"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."

[captoftardis]

He couldn't help to smile at her ramblings. After traveling by himself for a little while, it was nice to have some noise about. He says 'noise' with all the love in his hearts, too.

"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?"

[noblexcompanion]

"Meh, it's all in the title. Time Lord. Should be allowed to sit on some sort of throne all day and give out orders - don't get any ideas though. I'm not putting up with any of that nonsense." Last bloke who had tried to order her about ended up with two black eyes and a broken nose. "You want a skivvy then you should've picked up some lovestruck teenager."

She shot him the 'look'. That infamous Noble look. "Like old times? Don't remember being hounded by space police and headhunters last time."

[captoftardis]

Lovestruck teenager? Right, because that always worked out well for him in the past.

"No, but we did alot 'o exploring and running. As long as I'm not killed, I'd hate for you to be stuck on some random planet by yourself. Unless they worshiped you. Then maybe you wouldn't complain." He wiggled his eyebrows before slowly pressing a few buttons and turning the wheel to the TARDIS console.

"We're in this together. No you. No I. Just us." He'll probably regret saying that later, but for the time being.

[noblexcompanion]

Well, at least a lovestruck teenager would do his every bodding and follow every order like an obedient puppy dog. Yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir. No way would he get Donna running around like his slave. Well~ maybe if he was on his deathbed or badly injured she'd look after him for a while.

"OI! You're not dying and leaving me on some alien planet by myself! Besides, won't that Emergency Programme One thingy take me home nice and safe?" Not even being a Ginger Goddess would make being stuck on a planet without her friends and family worth it.

"Anyway, you're not going to die. You're the Doctor, you'll be around for like... ever."

[captoftardis]

"Get off! I didn't sat anything about me dying!" Really, he had no intentions of dying any time soon. Where did she get these ideas? The Shadow Proclamation might be after him (at least that's who he thinks is after him. Even those details are a bit fuzzy), but they wouldn't kill him... not yet at least. They had too much fun putting one up for trial and read off their numerous laws and amendments, in their entirety, to remind you what you had violated.

After a few more minutes and the Doctor happily finishing off his cup of tea, the whirling sounded as they started their landing. The Doctor greatly hoped the TARDIS managed to lock onto a well disguised location. One could hope.

[ooc: I'm going to say for this verse timeline The Next Doctor has happened, but that's it. The Doctor doesn't know about his prophecy.]

[noblexcompanion]

Well Donna doesn't know the ins and outs of alien law. They could shoot him in the head on sight for all she knew. She hoped they wouldn't - not only would it be incredibly messy, but she'd miss the git too. "You better not die! You'll have me to answer to if you do!"

Once the TARDIS was still and secure, Donna headed towards the door. That feeling of wonder and fear and excitement was bubbling away inside her. "Come on then, Skinny Boy."

[captoftardis]

When the door opened, it looked as if they had stepped into a jungle, only the plants - if you could call them that - were in varying shades of purples and blacks. "Well, at least I won't have any trouble finding you." Her ginger hair was a stark contrast to their surroundings, but luckily the TARDIS was able to blend in to an extent.

The Doctor's eyes were wide with curiosity as he looked around their new location as they followed a path he hoped would lead them to where they needed to be. After a few feet of walking, the path stopped in front of a door. That's right, a door standing by itself, where you could wave your arm around it and look past it and it all looked just the same.

"I say we unlock it, eh?"

[noblexcompanion]

"Oi! Cheeky." The curse of the ginger. Even on distant alien planets the ginger hair stood out like a sore thumb. Seriously, why couldn't she've been born blonde or brunette? Maybe she should shave the lot off!

Donna followed. Seriously, he was like a kid in a sweet shop sometimes, or a kid on Christmas morning. All wide eyed wonderment. It was easy to forget just how old he was. Still, the door was weird interesting, to say the least.

"No expert, but... shouldn't a door, y'know, have a wall attached to it?"

[captoftardis]

"Yes, it's very curious how it stands alone by itself in the frame and no wall or any anchors." He spoke nonchalantly as if it was preposterous that Donna expected anything different.

Pulling out his sonic screwdriver, he unlocked the door, and complete with a knowing smirk to Donna, opened it.... and it sucked both of them right in. When the Doctor finally felt it was safe to open his eyes, he didn't really know what to believe as their surroundings looked like some futuristic forest city. Futuristic in the sense that the village was clearly located amongst trees only the trees had electronic circuits showing through the branches and there were screens attached at convenient locations.

[noblexcompanion]

Donna was pretty sure that the Doctor was trying to get them killed. Seriously. First he shoved her under that alien hair dryer and then he opened up weird alien doors. Yup. He was trying to kill her.

Once she caught her breath and decided it was somewhat safe enough to open her eyes, she glanced around. "Not your average treehouses. Come on then, Spaceman. Let's go find this mad ol' soothsayer, find out who's trying to kill you and get outta here." Because, really, she didn't have time to change and skirt suit and court shoes? Not idea running wear.

[captoftardis]

A short hooded figure walked over to where they were standing. "Welcome visitors." It pulled out a device that looked similar to the Doctor's screwdriver and scanned them both. "Species Identified.... Compiling... Compiling... Human... and... Time Lord." The Doctor quirked an eyebrow in the figure's direction, but stayed silent.

"Fascinating! I Time Lord? I thought that species was eradicated?" The object was put away in a pocket and it was as if the figure cocked it's head to scrutinize them both. "What brings you here?"

The Doctor glanced at Donna then spoke. "Well, actually, I'm the last one... Time Lord, that is. I was curious to meet with the soothsayer."