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[barelyemoting]

[the Brigadier and Donna enter the Plane together as they sometimes do, but there is something off; the Brigadier isn't in uniform. In fact, he's dressed in clothes from the 2000s. Donna has a gun with her (and for good reason)]

...Something's up.

[ENTER our heroes, Alistair Lethbridge-Stewart (...my that's a mouthful) and Donna Noble! One is a

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[notquiteawidow]

[Ace cop Donna Noble knew there was something very wrong. It was her cop instinct]

There's something really wrong, you know. That thing, whatever it is, it's trouble. I know these things. Cop instinct.

[She felt deja vu but chooses to ignore it.]

[barelyemoting]

[While he didn't have 'cop instinct', Alistair did have a knack for hunches. Check that room instead of that one, turn that way instead of that. Just a sense, an ability to know danger- something built up over years of combat...ting fires. Of heat, of collapsing buildings, of flames. His hunch was probably right with Donna's.]

[he nods] It just doesn't feel ...as it should, am I right?

[He hazards a guess. Little does he know Donna is his love interest, but once the plot starts kicking in, they will go from friends to disinterested strangers to randomly falling all over each other, as dictated by movie logic. But pay you no mind to those sentences, they mean absolutely nothing and are irrelevent and easily forgotten. Instead, focus on this: Alistair seeming oddly thoughtful as he attempts to pinpoint what, exactly, is amiss. Other than, you know, they're standing out in space.]

[notquiteawidow]

No, it doesn't. I suppose things crashing down from space do that.

[Donna tries to use all of her recently acquired. These would usually be her 'temp skills' but instead she learned them on the force. The American force. No DCIs and DIs for her.]

And then we're standing on space discussing space. Sort of crazy, isn't it?

[barelyemoting]

[Alistair's first reaction was to want to say 'yes, they do', but before he could say it, he stopped. He had no experience in things from space, outside of the Plane. There was no UNIT. There were no aliens. He was not a soldier.]

Yes, well, you'd think whatever it was would get burned up in the atmosphere.

[Because things were supposed to do that, after all. Friction and things.]

[Alistair folds his arms behind his back and looks around]

Quite right on that. But then again, we are a bit used to it.

[notquiteawidow]

It's like we're in a movie or something.

[In a brilliant, fourth wall breaking statement, Donna destroys the illusion.]

Just what the hell are you-

[Alistair, however, had brought up a very good point! Why didn't it burn up in the atmosphere?]

Oh, right, why didn't it burn up in the atmosphere? Too big, maybe? I'm not a science major, I'm a cop.

[barelyemoting]

[Alistair wanted to ask about the 'fourth wall' statement, but Donna's finale line distracted him, and he focuses on that instead. Thing was, and unfortunately for both of them, neither of them were scientists.]

I've no idea. Though if it was too big, there would have been an impact crator, wouldn't there?

[Pity them, for they were stuck in a movie with no scientists. They were nothing but a humble fire fighter and a cop, neither of whom were scientific experts. This would put a damper on things in the future, most likely.]