Mmmm, weekends.

Martha Jones has ... not long woken up. She's dressed, but her hair is sticking up more than she'd like and she's still yawning, mainly because one of the bright sparks she lives with had left the milk out of the fridge yet again and you can't make tea with solid milk ( Read more... )

A young woman in a labcoat walks in, her nose buried in a medical textbook as she bites her thumb thoughtfully.

When the change in noise from where she's come from registers, however, she looks up. Eyes go wide.

"...Oh my God. Who the hell put a bar in the students' lounge?"

Welcome to Milliways, Miss Martha Jones.

[OOC: Martha is currently ( Read more... )

(( oom medical student Martha Jones meets a very interesting 'man' known only as the Doctor))

Martha opened the door of the Tardis and looked out at the bar in confusion, this was it? Her one trip? He was taking her to bar, he could travel through time and space and this was where he'd chosen, well that was a bit of a let down ( Read more... )