Through Time and Space {Kirah & May} IC

[May]

Trixi followed the Doctor with only a slight bit of trepidation. She didn't exactly fear what she was walking into, but as it was a little dark down there, she didn't like the idea of being snuck up on. But she came out of the TARDIS nevertheless, looking about her in nothing sort of wonder. Everywhere with the Doctor was amazing, he just showed her that aliens and things from her future were everywhere. Even here, in a basement in 1903 San Fran. She had no idea what any of the things around here even where or what they did. This was not her realm of expertise after all. But she could look and learn.

"Fuel perhaps," she offered, spinning on a heel to look a back at the Doctor poking about things with his sonic screwdriver. "But I don't think there's petrol here so it must be some other kind of fuel. Or maybe some ore of some sort..." She trailed off in thought for a moment before blinking her eyes back into focus on her new companion. "What else do you use to fuel anything? Beside petrol that is."

[Kirah]

"Fuel...ore..." He turned the ideas over in his head looking about carefully. "You could use a lot. The TARDIS runs off of...well a lot of sources to be honest, all in the Heart of the TARDIS. It's a bit difficult to explain...We'll say that it runs off of Huon energy, easiest way really. Time stuff..." He trailed off a bit and looked at Trixie carefully before pointing to a machine. "That's collecting some gas from the core. I think that's what they are after." He nodded positively.

Before Trixie could say anything in response several figures, not humanoid in form surrounded them. "Put your hands up. That is what you humans say when guns are pointed at you am I correct?" From behind the strange beings stepped Mrs. Rosenburg.

[May]

Trixi felt her heart sinking for a moment. She doubted that they'd be stuck for ever in whatever might happen. But that didn't mean they'd be getting away as quickly. One could only escape that fate for so long. So slowly, she lifted up her hands and turned, looking at the things that had come to take them in, seeing the human looking one behind the lot. He wasn't though, she knew that. There was no way that he was.

Glancing to the Doctor to see what he had in mind she considered running for a moment. But the TARDIS wasn't likely open, so there went that hope for her even if it was right in front of her. "You'd be right," she sighed, closing her eyes for just a second. "But that doesn't mean you've won at all."

[Kirah]

"It does for now." She grinned sardonically. "Now if you'll please return to the library where my darling husband is waiting for you both. Funny that you two got back in here." She shook her head and lead the two of them back into the main building and into the library. "Have a seat please."

"Of course." The Doctor ginned a bit manically as he swooped into his chair. "Now please tell me something, the gas, it is for fuel?"

Mrs. Rosenburg said nothing as she left the room. Mr. Rosenburg stood from his desk and walked over to them. "I'm tired of having people interfere with my business. That child and you two." he shook his head tisk. "As such I'll have to make sure you cannot interfere anymore."

[May]

She didn't want to just go peacefully. But the Doctor wasn't fighting, so he must have a plan. So she followed after, making sure she kept her own pace and walked on her own. She was going willingly, she told herself, and she was no prisoner. She wasn't bound, she hadn't been captured. She was of her own free will still. And they were going to win. Despite what this alien woman thought. For now indeed, she huffed as she followed along.

She hesitated in sitting, but finally she did, looking up at the man they'd been brought too defiantly. "Good luck with that," she snorted, rolling her eyes some. "You obviously don't know just who you're dealing with here. You shouldn't be allowed to interfere in a world that isn't yours."

[Kirah]

"Simple human you have no idea. Interfering with this world is the only means of survival. We will be gone soon enough though."


"So it is fuel!" The Doctor said proudly. "The gas, you need it to power your ship...your ship that is wrong. Have you heard of the Time Lords?"

"Legend." Mr. Rosenburg waved it off. The Doctor only grinned. "As such I said that I'd have to keep you from interfering. I see that locking you out of my property wasn't enough. This time I will lock you in." Rosenburg stood and left the room slamming the door and locking it.

The Doctor turned to Trixi and only broader. "Now this is getting exciting."