Day 58: Lunch

[full_score]

Although it had been good to see his mom again, Claude entered the cafeteria with a dark expression on his face. He was glad she felt comfortable enough with him to share her experiences from last night, but that didn't make him any less angry at the military for using her to do their dirty work. Why couldn't those bastards clean up their own

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[mateswithnobody]

Donna decided she could handle the burger and took a better bite before responding to the girl. "A favor? Really..." It was a good thing it hadn't been Donna who'd gotten asked because there would have been not way in hell that she'd do those in charge any favors. Even if it meant getting a nice weapon. "I'd have taken the weapons and run. Don't suppose you got to keep anything though?"

She doubted it. She'd learned her lesson about what it meant to do favors for co-workers while temping - not many ended in a reward, most ended with her wanting to kick the living daylights out of someone.

Taking another bite of her food, Donna listened to the girl's griping, trying to keep up with things she didn't understand. Eventually, she found enough of a comment in saying that it, "Sounds like fun."

It actually sounded insane, or it would have before Donna had been abducted by aliens herself. Now she was better at giving others the benefit of the doubt. Even with mention of creating universes. But hey, she also knew someone named Rose, so the girl couldn't be all that bad. "I'm Donna," she returned, "Donna Noble."

[lovecrafty]

"Nothing. Except these." She took off her beret and handed it over; the golden eagle was still shining cruelly from its perch. She'd tried to drag the conversation off to more comfortable waters, if apocalypse, exploding planets, and the constant risk of death could be called such.

Not that Donna Noble would know anything about stuff like that. She probably thought exciting was a new vacuum cleaner. Old people were like that.

"We couldn't run. They put collars on us that would decapitate us if we attempted it. I'm sure you see why we didn't abscond immediately." She touched her throat, which was free from collar or spurting blood vessels.

"He said it was the same planet." She didn't specify who he was, and she didn't intend to. "I'm beginning to think my being here in the first place is some sort of colossal cosmic accident. A mis-transportalization. Though that doesn't explain the presence of someone I knew." Knew was a bit strong, but it was more accurate than friend, and more universally understood than was subject to occasional and unwarranted trolling by.