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notrosesshadow in plentyofroom

How Did That Get There

Aug 09, 2011 22:03

Who: Martha Jones and open
Where: Martha's bedroom
When: Just after her entrance
What: Martha finds things that shouldn't be there.

( Something is not right here )

*complete, character: the doctor/handy, post: open, place: hotel room, character: martha jones

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bluesuit_handy August 12 2011, 03:17:07 UTC

Handy turned as he exited his room, whistling softly to himself as he shut the door. The movement was so automatic that he was several steps toward the stairs before he realized that the door across from his was open, and that he could see someone on their knees inside. As he couldn't remember anyone having been in that room in a long time, he immediately stopped and backtracked to look in through the doorway.

"...Martha?" he asked, quite surprised to see her. "You're back! When did you get back?"

notrosesshadow August 12 2011, 03:22:00 UTC

Martha turned at the familiar voice, and immediately jumped up and back from the tall man standing in her doorway.

"You... You're on the Valiant... You and Jack and my family are on the Valiant. I need to be in Chicago... Spread the stories..."

She could feel a break down that had been threatening to come out the last few weeks across America bubbling to the surface. She pushed it away, but it started coming back.

"Doctor... why are you here and not there?" she asked, almost frantic.

bluesuit_handy August 12 2011, 03:56:35 UTC

Martha's reaction was not at all what Handy had expected. Of course, the fact that she'd been on the floor should probably have been a hint that something was amiss. The smile dropped off his face, to be replaced by a concerned expression.

"Ah," he said, taking in her disjointed explanation and quickly placing the time frame she was referring to. "Not good. Martha - Martha, I need you to calm down. Did you just get here?"

He stepped into the room, trying to look nonthreatening after the way she'd backed away from him.

notrosesshadow August 12 2011, 04:06:34 UTC

Martha backed up until she bumped into the bed and was forced to sit on it. She reached back for something, anything, and brandished a pillow. This was all some trick. Some awful trick of the Master.

"Why now? How could he have found me now?" she asked nodding to his question. "One minute I was in Illinois cornfields... then a desert. And then here. This isn't right"

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