Who: Martha Jones and open to someone who has a reason for being in her room Where: Martha's room When: A few mornings after helping Adora Cain What: Martha is in bed... and kinda bored.
Martha jumped and then winced as she looked in shock to the man at the door. "No. Most definitely not. How did you confuse my room with the stairs... this is the second floor!"
"Yes, I am certain that I live on the second floor. In fact, I'm fairly certain the number 201 is nailed to my door," she replied wryly. She looked around with him. "No... I suppose not. Most of it is shut up in a drawer." Except the Vote Saxon sign that was staring her in the face from above her desk. She looked back at the strange man.'
Martha took stock of the situation. She could barely walk. Barely function properly. The Doctor, Billy, all of them would tell her to stay where she was. But none of them were here to keep her company. They had no idea just how bored she was.
And so Martha, leaning heavily against the wall, made her way out of the room and down the hall to where the lift was just dinging open. "I'm coming," she gasped. Exhausted.
"You're a mighty straight forward person," she says with a smile. He was strange. Just enough that she started watching him more closely now that she was leaning up against the wall.
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"This isn't the stairs to the attic," he declared, almost as though he was accusing the woman in the bed of having done something with them.
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"Are you certain? Because that isn't the button I pressed on the lift."
He glanced around.
"You don't have a lot of stuff."
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And so Martha, leaning heavily against the wall, made her way out of the room and down the hall to where the lift was just dinging open. "I'm coming," she gasped. Exhausted.
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"Do you always look awful or is this part of the accident?"
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