Lost on Mars ♦ for alwaystheguv

[noblexcompanion]

Blend in. That's what the Doctor had told her. The TARDIS was sick and damaged and he needed to repair her which meant leaving Donna where they had crash landed for awhile. It wouldn't've been so bad if they hadn't crash landed in some parallel universe in 1973. Donna hadn't been born until the mid-70s and her memories of that time were fuzzy at

Comments

[noblexcompanion]

The telly in Donna's flat was broken. Typical. The fridge looked like aliens had been using it as a breeding zone and the tap dripped. Lovely. Just lovely. She'd given up trying to make the place look less like a doss-house and more like a flat and decided her time would be much better spent sulking in the pub.

It'd been easy enough to find the pub. Well, it was only just down the road, but all she really had to do was follow the noise. She stepped inside to be greeted by a cloud of smoke. Oh yeah, no smoking ban. Reminded her of her youth. She headed to the bar and ... oh god... that DCI bloke from earlier. Just what she needed. She did her best to ignore him and caught Nelson's attention. "Pint of lager, please, mate." No girly drinks for her.

[alwaystheguv]

It was like that mental bird from Hyde was stalking him. Followed him to the station, living where his DCI does and now he was invading his bloody pub. His haven, his sanctuary, his-- was she downing a pint? Well, fine, that was impressive. Little off putting but still.

"You stalking me now then?"

[noblexcompanion]

Donna rolled her eyes at Gene. "In your dreams, Sunshine." Couldn't the TARDIS have crashlanded some place nice? A beach? Somewhere far, far away from 1970s Manchester.

She paid for her drink, picked up the glass and downed the whole thing in seconds. God was she ever ready for that. She ordered another one.

"Got better things to do with my time than follow some nicotine stained, sexist, lazy, thug of a copper around, ta."

[alwaystheguv]

"You say all of that like I should be ashamed."

And he wasn't, he never would be. Instead, he took a nice long drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke right back at Donna. Yes, he was a git. But hey, he wasn't the only one blowing smoke in this place. Literally and figuratively.

"You know, the more of them you down, the more I start to doubt that you're actually a bird."

[noblexcompanion]

There was no winning with Gene. He was a stubborn as muck it seemed. She arched an eyebrow at him and then glanced down at her chest. "What? The jumbo airbags make it that hard to tell?"

And for good measure she gave her chest a grope. "Yup. All woman, thank you very much."

[alwaystheguv]

Well, who could blame Gene for reaching out and coping a feel. she was definitely asking for it and frankly, it let him somewhat amused by the look on her face. Definitely worth whatever slap or kick came next.

"Definitely a bird."

[noblexcompanion]

Oh, that definitely earned Gene a slap across his face followed by a tradmark Noble glare. "Oi! Keep your filthy paws off the merchandise, mate. Got it?"

Great. Closest thing she'd gotten to any action in months and it was a grubby git of a copper grabbing a quick feel. Sometimes she hated her life.

[alwaystheguv]

You should be thankful, no many get a good groping from the Gene Genie. Yes, Gene was pick about which birds he groped, had to be below 40 and with a stunning rack. Unusually with something amusing about them.

Crazy bird yelling at him all the time? Definitely unusual. "Got it, course."

[noblexcompanion]

She so wasn't crazy. Pissed off at her alien best mate and his time machine. But not crazy. She continued to glare at him, hands resting on her hips.

"Well, gonna move your hands then or do I have to break them?"

[alwaystheguv]

Oh yeah right. Moving his hand away, he slipped it back onto the table. So yea, he may have accidentally forgotten to move his hand but in all fairness, he got a slap or it. May as well make something of it by lingering somewhat.

"Happy now?"

[noblexcompanion]

"Much happier. So, make a habit of groping women's chests, do you? Let me guess... perk of the job?"

She'd had plenty of bosses like that. Though they were more bottom grabbers than chest gropers. A quick bum grab here and a slap on the arse there.

[alwaystheguv]

"Definitely perks," Gene said with a smirk fixed on his face, his eyes everywhere but Donna's face. What? He was drunk, randy and his missus was being awkward as ever. Sleeping on the sofa just didn't do it for him.

"Course I'm not a bastard, I'll buy a bird a drink to get it," Or after anyway. either way, he was leaning over to order her a drink. "Scotch?"

[noblexcompanion]

Way to make a girl feel special, Gene. Way to woo her and swoon her off her feet and into bed. Really needed to work on his charm a bit. Still, Donna wasn't about to say no to free booze.

She nodded. "Yeah, go on then. Scotch."

[alwaystheguv]

Pfft, if you wanted romance, you had the wrong bloke. Gene didn't do romance. The closest he'd ever gotten to romance was not insult his wife the whole day. Which was pretty impressive. And besides, a free scotch was very generous. It wasn't cheap!

Sliding the drink along, he shrugged. "All yours."

[noblexcompanion]

Very impressive, Gene. Bet the poor lass must've thought all her Christmases had come at once. And really, he shouldn't offer a girl a drink if he's going to sulk about the price.

Donna picked up the glass and gave a nod of thanks before taking a swig. Blimey, that burned. She half expected it to be watered down or something, but it was pretty good stuff.

[alwaystheguv]

"Wouldn't drink it too fast, that stuff is strong and bloody expensive," But Gene only drank the best, who wanted to drink down some watered-down scotch that tasted like piss? Not Gene, he wanted to down as much scotch as he could and actually enjoy it.

"So you still like your nice place then? Druggies behaving?"