[Yeti Hunt] - For Martha
She hadn't cared how many people had called it mad; Sarah Jane Smith wanted to venture out and see what was out there and she was going to do so, clad in a pair of camouflage grey-pants and a white winter jacket, fur lining the sleeves and hood. The camera she had absconded with sat warmly within mittened hands, and more importantly, she had someone with her who she knew to be up for anything.
Or maybe that was how she thought of all the Doctor's companions. They had to be a certain sort of dangerously-courageously-mad to have travelled with him, really.
They'd approached the fence area, Sarah Jane and Martha and though Sarah had looked at many a map, she wasn't exactly as sure of the territory. "Where do you figure is the best way to breach in?" she asked, hair peeking out from the hood and blowing about.
Or maybe that was how she thought of all the Doctor's companions. They had to be a certain sort of dangerously-courageously-mad to have travelled with him, really.
They'd approached the fence area, Sarah Jane and Martha and though Sarah had looked at many a map, she wasn't exactly as sure of the territory. "Where do you figure is the best way to breach in?" she asked, hair peeking out from the hood and blowing about.