She'd jumped across dimensions more times that she'd cared to count. Most of the time they'd been pointless, fruitless jumps, sometimes they'd been dangerous jumps. And yet, this time...this last jump, now the nerves hit
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[Alright, so when he started scrolling through the contacts list to find his little group? He wasn't expecting to find Rose's name there again. At all. What, so now the Gods were going to just give her back? Wasn't going to work. He was still going to go forward with his plans.
He quickly sent her mobile a text. She should have one on her by that point.]
[She startled only a little bit when her cellphone buzzed at her. She'd expected a direct answer to her inquiries, not a...text message. She fished out the cellphone from her pocket and frowned down at it a moment]
[She stared at the text for a long few moments. It could have been a full minute. She'd imagined quite a few reunions over the years, but...a cheery text message never made it on the list.
Hold on, how'd he even get her number? Or know to call it, anyway.]
There was a blond woman, sitting in the lobby with a rifle. That wasn't something you easily missed.
Martha was on her way out with Will, who was in need of a walk, when she stopped and saw the familiar face. Rose, the girl from the hospital, was standing in the lobby looking confused, and in El Dorado, that really never was a good sign. She took a step forward, before tipping her head to the side to get a better look at the weapon, then moving her eyes up to the girl's face.
She'd come back to the lobby after her conversation with the Doctor just to get a bit of her bearing back. She was trapped in a golden city in the sky, in the wrong universe. And there was no way to know whether the Doctor got her message or whether he'd be able to do anything in time.
And her first Doctor was here. Alive. As if he'd never been gone at all, because of course, he hadn't, not yet.
It was a bit to take in, even after traveling through so many realities.
Enough that she paid no mind to the other woman walking through the lobby until she spoke. It wasn't exactly a strange thing, after all, to be stared at when she carried a rifle half as long as she was tall.
She blinked at the woman, confused. The woman had said her name. "I'm sorry?"
Martha blinked back, surprised that she wasn't recognized. She had been her physician after the Rush collapsed after all. Then again, who kept track of all their doctors.
"Doctor Martha Jones?" she said, pointing to herself slowly. "I treated your leg, not too long ago?"
She frowned slightly. To her memory, she hadn't hurt her legs any time recently. But this woman--Martha Jones--wasn't the first to say she'd done something she hadn't. The Doctor said something about her being here and then dragged back 'home', and something about her being trapped in the TARDIS.
Maybe she could get clearer answers out of Doctor Jones. "Pardon? How long ago?"
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He quickly sent her mobile a text. She should have one on her by that point.]
Rose!
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Who is this?
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Hold on, how'd he even get her number? Or know to call it, anyway.]
Anyone could write that. Prove it.
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Martha was on her way out with Will, who was in need of a walk, when she stopped and saw the familiar face. Rose, the girl from the hospital, was standing in the lobby looking confused, and in El Dorado, that really never was a good sign. She took a step forward, before tipping her head to the side to get a better look at the weapon, then moving her eyes up to the girl's face.
"Rose? You alright?"
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And her first Doctor was here. Alive. As if he'd never been gone at all, because of course, he hadn't, not yet.
It was a bit to take in, even after traveling through so many realities.
Enough that she paid no mind to the other woman walking through the lobby until she spoke. It wasn't exactly a strange thing, after all, to be stared at when she carried a rifle half as long as she was tall.
She blinked at the woman, confused. The woman had said her name. "I'm sorry?"
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"Doctor Martha Jones?" she said, pointing to herself slowly. "I treated your leg, not too long ago?"
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Maybe she could get clearer answers out of Doctor Jones. "Pardon? How long ago?"
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