002. [location: a park in Taxon] with an accidental side of [visual]
Ace has been in Taxon a week now. Seven days, and for all that time she has gone out of her way to avoid the blinking beacon on her tablet that signals the park. She spent days running, but there was only so much Taxon before she ran out of space. She spent a day getting as drunk as possible thanks to Kara and her whiskey, and another sobering up but everything was just as painful when her memories returned. For the past two days it had been herself she had been fighting; she wasn't sure if she'd won or lost that battle.
The park. Her movements slow as she approaches the nondescript place that looks like any other park, except for the fact that it's not any other park. Looming at the far end are two buildings, and between them is the familiar blue police box that is - no was - her home. It should look dwarfed between the taller buildings, but the TARDIS has always been able to hold her own in any surroundings. Ace wants to run to it; she wants to run away again. She might have been able to cope with seeing the TARDIS, but it's wondering if the Professor is inside that hurts so much. No, The Doctor, not the Professor; he's gone now, as surely as if she killed him. Probably she did, either with her action or inaction; she knows with all her heart that she must have failed him. And still, for some reason, he touched her, smiled at her. He offered her a place to stay. She doesn't deserve it.
"Go away," she growls at the beacon the Doctor added to her tablet's map. She jabs at it, finally succeeding in making the map to go away, but at the same time accidentally turning on the visual portion of the tablet.
She stands in the park, staring at the TARDIS, her lips pressed together, her hands drawn into fists. She's as lost as she's ever been.
The park. Her movements slow as she approaches the nondescript place that looks like any other park, except for the fact that it's not any other park. Looming at the far end are two buildings, and between them is the familiar blue police box that is - no was - her home. It should look dwarfed between the taller buildings, but the TARDIS has always been able to hold her own in any surroundings. Ace wants to run to it; she wants to run away again. She might have been able to cope with seeing the TARDIS, but it's wondering if the Professor is inside that hurts so much. No, The Doctor, not the Professor; he's gone now, as surely as if she killed him. Probably she did, either with her action or inaction; she knows with all her heart that she must have failed him. And still, for some reason, he touched her, smiled at her. He offered her a place to stay. She doesn't deserve it.
"Go away," she growls at the beacon the Doctor added to her tablet's map. She jabs at it, finally succeeding in making the map to go away, but at the same time accidentally turning on the visual portion of the tablet.
She stands in the park, staring at the TARDIS, her lips pressed together, her hands drawn into fists. She's as lost as she's ever been.