I stole a Time Lord and I ran away (Ten Forward - OTA)

[cridhe]

Jack had finally convinced the Doctor that they needed as much rest as she did. So they had left her alone in the room she was supposed to be sleeping in. The Doctor had given her the ring of his first wife. For a man who has tried to forget so much of Gallifrey, he really was a sentimental idiot. It was a black ring with silver Gallifreyan script written on it. The ring held a special power, he had said. It was something to keep her safe. But she had not been able to remove it. That was all right, she supposed. She trusted him, so if this was for her good, she would wear it. It was slightly too big to wear on her right ring finger, so she wore it on the middle finger of that hand instead.

She had accomplished so much - over a thousand years of running the calculations - and she was once again in flesh form. This time she was much more stable than she had been when the House had forced her into Idris' body. And she intended to remain this way as long as possible. It was with that thought she fell asleep.


She wakes with a gasp. When she looks around, she realises she is no longer in the bedroom Jack had provided for her. In fact, she can tell this place was in motion. It only takes her one look out the window to realise... she has no idea where she is. That is terrifying for her. She is used to being able to control the whole of Time and Space. And she can't tell much of anything. It's almost like this isn't her universe, but how is that even possible? Maybe this is just a nightmare. Jack and the Doctor had both mentioned they were fairly common. All she needs to do is wake herself up. She closes her eyes and then opens them again.   "It is not working!"

Her voice has a melodic quality to it.  Almost as if she were singing, if she were speaking another language.  Now, she was starting to panic properly. She cries out, "Doctor? Jack?"

She looks around again. The place where she is looks like a place for socialising, only there are very few people around. She closes her eyes again, trying to calm herself. She can tell it is the period for a majority of humans to be sleeping. Well that explains the lack of others. She needed to find the Doctor and Jack. If she was here, perhaps they were as well. If she could not understand, perhaps it was something specific to flesh that they could explain to her.

To anyone who is around she will ask: "Excuse me, have you seen the Doctor or Jack?"



[ooc: I'm happy to backtag to this until I can post to the sickbay entry. I have something entirely different planned for that.]

Comments

[whitefoxkitten]

"Not quite a year," she says, "Long enough to have learned how to get by, anyway. We're several centuries ahead of my own time, so if you have questions that I'm not able to answer, you can always ask the Computer. Or talk to someone wearing a comm badge that looks like an arrowhead," she added, tracing the inverted V shape on her own chest. "All of the crew members wear them on their uniforms. Just don't go anywhere until the Doctor finds you--you wouldn't want to miss him. You'll get a proper tour from Chief O'Brien, with the rest of the new arrivals, once you've passed quarantine."

It really is a lot to take in. "With luck, you'll be cleared to explore well before we put into orbit around the next planet on the itinerary."

[cridhe]

A lot for most people. But Cridhe isn't a person, just because she has a flesh encasing. While she takes in the information 'passing the quarantine' catches her attention. Well, until the mention of the possibility of planet-fall is brought to her attention.

"And if I pass these quarantine requirements, I will be allowed to travel to and explore the planet?"

Because if she could do that with her Doctor, well... then her 'companion status' would be more legitimate in his eyes, she's certain of that.

[whitefoxkitten]

"Yes, once you pass quarantine, you will be permitted to explore any areas of the ship that are not restricted to personnel only--" Not that such restrictions would stop certain individuals from trying to explore said areas. "--as well as any planets and space stations we might visit in the future. And don't worry. I'm sure the Doctor will help you get everything sorted out in no time."

[cridhe]

She nods, again feeling vulnerable. "That is my best hope. This..."

She raises her hands and rubs her fingers against her thumbs to indicate her flesh.

"Is not what it appears."

This time, she created herself - from scratch as it were. And she got the heart and vascular system wrong, so she is left wondering what else she might have done incorrectly. This flesh was never designed to stand up to the rigours of an alien medical examination.