[Romana's placed the device so she can be seen, judging that it will be easier for anyone she knows to identify her this way. She's relaxing at home, curled up in a chair with a book and a cup of tea nearby. In the background, you can probably hear some movement.]I do say, it's quite... interesting when so many people are about, I do wonder if any ( Read more... )

For those that knew them, the Doctor and Tony Stark have left the City.

If anyone has questions, I'll certainly try to answer them.

[ooc: Needless to say all replies will be text as Romana isn't trusting her voice at the moment.]

[Romana's device is apparently left on the TARDIS main console pionted at the door, but the Time Lady herself is occasionally seen moving back and forth, adjusting levers, switches and dials. With a familiar sound, the TARDIS arrives at its destination and an exhausted Romana heads towards the door.]

You won't take any data I input, you won't listen ( Read more... )

( Filtered to TARDIS residents and Tony Stark//Very hackable )

[There's the familiar (to some) sound of the TARDIS coming to a stop and blurry motion, as if the person holding the device is moving at a quick pace.]

This isn't right...

[It comes to a stop and is set on a console... only it looks a little different. So does Romana for that matter, but she's more concerned about checking the dials and displays than ( Read more... )

[The video cuts in to reveal the TARDIS control room, where Romana's walking slowly around the control panels adjusting something here, checking a reading there, sometimes just drifting a hand over the surface. She looks up at the center column and sighs.]

I'm quite sure he'll be back soon, he'd never leave you here alone.

[She pauses, realizes what ( Read more... )

[A blinding light fades to reveal the wreckage of a City Solutions laboratory. It's been ransacked, equipment's broken, notes are scattered, and what appears to be a blood-covered, non-sonic screwdriver is laying amidst the wreckage.

From behind an overturned table there's a soft moan and a young blonde woman slowly pulls herself up.]

What in the ( Read more... )

[BEGIN RECORDING]

[tapping on the microphone and a squeal of interference]

Doctor? Doctor! Can you hear me? I've found this device, is it transmitting to you? Where are you?

[background noise including static and the music of the Carousel]

Doctor?

Oh, bother. If you receive this, I'm heading towards the Hall of Missing Persons, I would think that ( Read more... )