The trading planet of Gorox-X5 was a small, red, dusty planet that was the main black market trading hub for that star system. Everyone knew this was the place to find something that was not what could be considered legal; this was a hive of villainy and scum for every race in that galaxy. You could find anything you wanted on Gorox as long as you had the money to buy. It was here in the deepest and darkest part of the planet that the auctions occurred for people smuggling, exotic and desirable specimens were often sold here to wealthy collectors or into slavery.

It was in a dark and dank cell that Elemmíre found herself, chained to the wall by thick iron manacles and unable to move more than a few inches either way. She had long since cried her tears regarding the situation but now she was exhausted beyond words and could do no more than stare at the door of her cell. She was one of the few remaining of her race, the Acornia had been an old race, some said as old as the universe itself. It had been the Acornia that had inspired myths and legends in nearly every culture in the universe. They had always been a peaceful race aligned with the forces of good, it had been their great wisdom and power over some unknown force that had kept their species not only elevated but protected from harm.

However it seemed all that was good in the universe was doomed to fall prey to the darkness and slowly but surely the race of Acornia had been brought down. Now Elemmíre, who had been the star child, daughter of the chief of the clan, had found herself captured away from the rest of her people and about to be sold into a private collector hands. Shaking her starlight silver hair out of her eyes, the long horn that protruded from her forehead glinted with a pearlescent sheen in the darkness. She twitched her legs which ended in two cloven hooves and equine shaped legs, he also had a long beautiful tail which was normally silky but in her captured state it was matted an dirty. The only thing she had been allowed to wear to cover her dignity was a skimpy, sparkling thing that she was to be sold in.

Elemmíre was in a state of complete panic and desperation, she didn’t know where to turn or what to do, her mind raced through all the stories and wisdom of her kind frantic to find something. Then her mind trudged up an old story that her grandmother had told her. The tale had told of a man, one who was mysterious, kind, terrible and as old as they were, a man known only as the Doctor. Clasping her hands together in front of her Elemmíre invoked the power of her race and called out a heartfelt prayer.

“Please, help me Doctor!”

Traveling time and space was something the Doctor had done for years , for many years he would travel the universe saving planets and civilizations. All of that was brilliant, though when one was traveling alone that did start to mean nothing, being alone was lonely and miserable, he missed having people to talk to. It was awful being the only one and not having a signal person to talk to or share the excitement with, it had only been weeks since he had to take Donna home.

He really needed somebody with him to keep him sane, and to tell him when he was going to far, He looked around the streets of London and sighed. He headed back to his TARDIS and looked back on more time with his hands on the door. Time to head somewhere else for a bit, he needed to stop thinking about his friends. He often thought about going to see Jack, but he knew the man was busy with Torchwood. It still hurt knowing that he had nobody there for him.

With a sad sigh, he entered his ship and started her up. At least he always could travel around in his TARDIS, he had no other time lord to travel with, everybody left or died while he was forced to live on. He really did feel cursed sometimes. He wondered if he would ever find another companion, he sometimes didn't think it was a good idea anymore. The Doctor was clearly afraid to loose anybody else. He didn't like the idea of loosing somebody else. He didn't think he could handle it anymore.

While flying the TARDIS, something caught his attention, a distress call, Somebody needed his help. That pulled him out of his misery for awhile. He set the destination to where the call was coming from. "Allons-y!" he shouted, knowing that he was going to help somebody did seem to cheer him up, if only for the moment. He landed the TARDIS nearby to where the Acornia was locked up, He stepped out of the TARDIS And looked around, he made sure the TARDIS was hidden from others and then went to go and look around.

Suddenly there was a loud rasping scrape and a bang from outside her door and Elemmíre jumped in alarm as the large troll like guard came lurching in. He growled sinisterly at her and stomped over to the chain attaching her to the wall and unlocked the chain so while she was still chained up he now had the ability to drag her around like a dog on a leash. Yanking her up to her hooves Elemmíre cried out in pain as her already sore wrists were abused by this new movement. The Goragorn ignored her cry of pain and continued to drag her out into the corridor. Panic was once again coursing through her as she struggled against her captor but for all the difference she might have been a fly buzzing around his head.

Eventually she was dragged into a room with a high stage in the centre on which stood a large man with a cruel, hard face. Elemmíre was dragged kicking and crying through the crowd, all of whom were male of some species of another and some looked at her with collector’s interest other with more sinister gleams. It took a full five antagonising minutes to drag her up to the stage when she chained once again onto a hook in the floor. Shaking it desperately Elemmíre knew she wasn’t going anywhere and with the Goragorn standing behind her even if she did would hard pressed to escape him.

“Well Gentlemen!” The auction master stood forward gesturing invitingly to the crowd “This is the event you have all been waiting for. This is one of the fabled Acornia, once known and revered throughout the galaxy but now only a few remain. For today and this day only we have this young female up for sale, not only is she one of the last of her kind, she is the Star Child, next in line to be leader of their kind, in short she is a pure breed of the royal line.” With a flourish he grabbed her arm and thrust her forward so the crowd could get a good look at her in the light. “So shall we start the bidding at $100,000,000 credits.” There was a flurry of movement in the crowd as paddles shot up to begin the auction.

The Doctor knew he had to find her, he was alert and used his sonic screwdriver to scan around. He wondered where they would have taken her, the cell was empty by the time he got there. Mmm where did they take her. He was thinking. He knew that he needed to find her, he had no idea what they were going to do to the Acorina.
He knew a creature like that was rare these days.
The Doctor was making sure that nothing caught him sneaking around. He always had a plan, He was sure that he could find a way to get her out of this.

After awhile, he could hear shouting and voices, Auction. They were selling her. He knew he didn't have money, could he fake that and run or find some other excuse as to why he didn't have the money on him. The Doctor knew he was clever. Everything would be a risk, but he couldn't leave the poor creature to be sold to just anybody. Think Doctor was what was going through his head. Come on you can surely come up with something.
Bidding seemed the only way for now to avoid been caught. He was sure that the plan would work for now, unless somebody knew what he was up to.

He looked towards the girl and smiled a bit. He hoped she would understand that he was trying to save her. There was a voice in her head Just wait and I'll tell you to run. He began bidding, he would just go higher and higher. Eventually he bidded 200 000 000 credits, he was waiting to see if anybody would go higher, he wouldn't give up.
He knew he had to be careful. Come on if he could have gotten closer at this point, he would have just grabbed her and ran. He didn't seem to know any other way.

Elemmíre was barely containing the panic that was running through her as she scanned the crowd of bidders. Most were horrible creatures with leering faces full of malice and cruelty and she was disgusted by them. Then something caught her eye, a face unlike the others, it was soft and kind much like the human creatures she had studied in classes but he was different, she couldn’t see much from where she was held but there was a glint in his eyes, a gleam of an old one like herself.

Pulling at the chain that held her Elemmíre attempted to move forward to see more of him but he was quickly obscured by the other bidders as she strained to see him again. Suddenly there was a hand in her long silvery hair and her face was thrust upwards towards the crowd.

“Look at this folks see how eager she is to be bought! Come on now we have a bid of $200 000 000 credits but I know you can do better! Do I see $300, 000, 000?” Paddles raised all over the hall and Elemmíre whimpered as his hand did not raise. She thought she heard something, like a whisper in her ear but the noise in the room was too much and she was too frightened to listen.

The Doctor was thinking, he knew that Elemmire was scared, He knew he couldn't leave her there, He knew that he needed to keep bidding, at least until he won and could get close enough. He wondered how high people would be willing to go. He then bid $ 500 000 000. If the others went higher so would he. He wasn't backing down till he could get closer to free her, He had his sonic screwdriver close by , so he could use it to break her chains if needed to. He wasn't sure if they would break the once he gave the highest bid.

Once the Doctor was able to get closer, he broke the chains with his sonic screwdriver, he was doing it carefully and made sure nobody knew what he was up to. It seemed the bidding was going on forever and he didn't seem to know what would happen if he didn't try to free her. He was making sure that the plan was going to work. He knew the TARDIS was close as well.
[i] Run , when you see a blue box go inside it [/i} the Doctor told her, He was ready to run as well. He knew they would have to be fast to catch up, he was going to make sure that didn't happen.

Elemmíre felt her chains come undone, it was done carefully, they remained on her wrists but she could feel they were lose and all she had to do was jerk free and they would fall away. She waited for a moment, summoning her energy and power together and waiting just a few seconds as the bidders became more excited and loud. Then at the right moment she released her spell, there was no harm it her work, it was just a bang and a flash. In that moment she threw the shackles off herself and while the bidders and auctioneer were coughing from the smoke of her magic she ran, leaping from the platform she ran into the crowd.

Then she saw him, streaking beside her, his brown coat flapping out behind him as he ran with her, both heading for the same direction towards the door. Her hooves clattered noisily on the floor as they ran, tail streaming out behind, her hair a silver banner. She saw him reaching out a hand towards her as she ran and for a moment she hesitated, this man was as much a stranger as the rest of these people. The she grasped his hand and allowed him to steer her in the direction he was heading. Hands grabbed and pulled at her as they ran but none were strong enough to break her grip from him.

Finally they had made it to the end of the room and Elemmíre saw the strangest sight, they were running towards a large blue box at the dead end of a corridor. Elemmíre automatically veered towards the other corridors which lead to the door and freedom but he tugged her in the opposite direction, towards the box. He was too strong to resist however and together they went plunging into the door.

As soon as the Doctor got the chains undone, he began running. He hoped that they would be able to get away. He still felt a rush of excitement from all that was going on. It was like an adrenaline rush for him. He noticed that she had slowed down the people. He smiled seeming impressed, he wondered if she had escaped people before.

"Brilliant," He was grinning as he was impressed. He seemed to know what he was doing. His coat was moving around as he ran. He knew his coat was hard to run in sometimes, but he was used to it and had gotten used to finding ways to escape quickly even when he was wearing it. He was used to running fast in his coat.
Once inside the TARDIS, he closed the door once she was inside and he looked around. He was panting a bit as he tried to catch his breath. He smiled up at her.

"Are you alright?" He asked. He was standing by the console and flicked the controls. He knew that he should get them out of there. He wondered if she had any way of hiding what she was, he didn't want her getting captured again or something. He didn't know where he was heading yet, he just knew that they needed to get out of there.
He knew she was safe with him now.

Elemmíre panted hard as they made it through the door which shut with a final sort of snap and the loud noise of the chase was now silent, all she could hear was the whirs and clunks from around her. Keeping her head down for a moment while she panted, it had been a while since she had been run with such desperation, normally she ran for pleasure but more often than not now she did seem to be running for her life.

Finally she put her head up and actually looked around and once again found her breath lost to her as her large lilac eyes took in the building. It was so big, much bigger than could have been possible she looked around her with the extra senses of her kind extended looking to find clues to the magic of this place. It was definitely of old design, not in terms of its external layers but deep at its heart, there was an ancient wisdom, not unlike that of her kind. For a few moments she attempted to put her thoughts into coherent words eventually she could come up with nothing better than…

“It’s bigger on the inside!” She smiled brightly at him and came over to where he stood, her small hooves clicking with a chiming melody on the metal floor. Tail swishing in wonder Elemmíre continued to look around until she stood by his side. “I am fine thank you. And I want to offer you my most sincere thanks for saving me from that place.” Then a dark look crossed over her face and she turned back towards the door. “But won’t they find us in here, shouldn’t we hide. I know this place is not all it seems, can we hide where they won’t find us.” She asked, hands clasped before her in earnest pleading.

The Doctor grinned when she said it was bigger on the inside. How he loved to hear those words. He was leaning against a wall. He knew they were safe inside the TARDIS and that nobody could get in. He was also planning to get them away from the area.
He wasn't sure if she knew that she was now safe inside his TARDIS.

"No they won't us because not just anybody can get in, we are safe in here, Plus this is a spaceship and time machine." He was grinning. He was looking around. He walked over to the console. "No need to hide."
He started flicking various controls. He knew that getting them out of the way of danger was the first thing. Even if they were safe in the TARDIS. It was best to get away from those men.
He wanted to keep her safe as he could.

The Doctor was quiet for awhile as he flew the TARDIS. He seemed to be concentrating. He was trying to think of how she was able to hide what she was. He knew he would her safe. But he didn't want her be in too much trouble each time. Once they were in the vortex, He looked around. "Is there a way you can appear human? If so might be easier to avoid been sighted when we are out, can't hide in the TARDIS forever. Either way Id keep you safe, But we need some way to avoid you getting in danger."

Elemmíre watched in wonder as he began moving around the console with the grace and confidence of the experienced captains and admirals that had once flew the ships of her people. He was quite for a while as he worked the machine and although they weren’t moving too much she could feel the engines power through her hooves as it hummed in a friendly way. Quickly her interest was drawn around to gaze at the rest of this amazing … ship? Well she presumed it was a ship of some kind, if the feel of the engine was anything to go by. However when he spoke her large eyes alighted back on his face which seemed tense and worried.

"Is there a way you can appear human? If so might be easier to avoid been sighted when we are out, can't hide in the TARDIS forever. Either way Id keep you safe, But we need some way to avoid you getting in danger."

She smiled brightly at him and nodded while taking a step backwards. Once more bringing her hands together before her but this time she appeared to be almost praying. Closing her eyes she began to sing softly in the language of her people, the rhythm was sweet, simple, lilting. This built into a crescendo as she sung on, the power being held in the song itself, the words merely an accompaniment. As she neared the end a bright light appeared at the tip of her horn, the light grew brighter and brighter until she was engulfed in its brightness.

On the final haunting note the light dissolved into thousands of tiny sparkles that dissipated around her. Looking down at herself she was pleased to see a flawless transformation. Elemmíre now had the body of a normal human with soft feet, straight legs, pale skin and no tail. Her features had become more human however her face was still innocent with large violet eyes framed with dark lashes, a straight nose and small pink lips that seemed to naturally curve in a smile. The largest change was that her horn was now hidden and in its place was a petite, rose coloured star shape. Flicking back her long mane of star coloured hair Elemmíre admired herself from a few angles, it had been a while since she had to use an alias form. Looking back at him her head tilted in question.

“Will this do? It is not as close to the human kind as you have managed, but I have walked amongst them before in this form and they did not notice me.” However she did pluck at the horrible skimpy thing she had been forced to wear at the auction house. “I do think I will need different clothes though as I am sure no matter what world we go to these are likely to make me stand out or cause a scandal.”

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The Doctor was pressing various buttons on the TARDIS. He seemed very focused on what he was doing, until he saw the flash of light and for her to begin to chance.
He blinked in amazement. Sure the Doctor had seen many amazing things, but he had never seen anything like her, he hadn't been sure of her abilities.

"You look... ," he seemed lost for words. He tried to get his head straight. He had been amazed with her beauty before as well.
He smiled a bit "Ah you look fine." He was sure that nobody would take notice she wasn't human. He was sure that he would just need to make sure nothing happened to her.

"Well you are safe with me anyway." He didn't want to loose another companion. "I'm going to bed,"He was looking sad for a moment and walked off to his room when the TARDIS was parked on a street in London. He missed his past companions and sometimes felt so alone being the last of his kind.
He lay on his bed in silent tears.

He curled up and closed his eyes. The Time lord considered just going to sleep. He knew that he sometimes was more miserable about his losses than other times.
He sighed and looked at a photo of Rose and closed his eyes again after.

Elemmíre blinked rapidly with surprise as he gazed at her first in admiration and then his face fell into line lines of sadness and his whole aura was grey with tiredness. He walked quickly away from her and disappeared down a corridor of this ship before she could call him back, she didn’t even know his name. Standing there alone in this strange place Elemmíre felt cold and small in this strange place so unlike anywhere she had ever known. She wished she had something else to wear; it was too exposed and made her feel too venerable in this horrible outfit. Not knowing what to do with herself she stood dejected, her starlight silver hair tumbling over hunched shoulders.

Then a noise started her out of her misery, it was a clanking, whirring sound, the very same one she had heard when they had started to move and suddenly the metal beneath her feet became warm. Looking quizzically down she tilted her head, it was very pleasant warmth were her bare feet had been cold. Suddenly the cabin became dark save for a few lights that seemed to pulsate and taking a step forward Elemmíre found there was a trail or path of warmth beneath her feet. And she understood, this ship was sentient, she was sure of that, and it seemed to be guiding her, wanting her to follow its path. Curious Elemmíre followed the light and warmth at her feet, walking down many strange corridors filled with many doors. While she longed to look in them Elemmíre was sure this would not be allowed so she followed her guide.

With a gasp Elemmíre found she had been lead to a brightly lit room that was the size of a house and filled from floor to ceiling with clothes. There were clothes from every period of most of the dominant species in the galaxy. For a moment it was all she could do to stand in the entrance her mouth hanging wide in wonder as she felt the engine give an almost purring noise, as if in approval of her reaction. Taking a few tentative steps inside Elemmíre was soon browsing amongst the rows and rows of clothes. Quickly spotting the more colourful and flamboyant female clothes she ran her fingers over the fabrics.

It took a while to find an outfit she liked and to find everything she would need to complete it, finding undergarments, white knee socks she pulled the dress over her head and looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was medium length ending half way down her thigh, it was a soft lilac with a pattern of sky blue flowers, and the skirt was held out with a layer of petticoats and trimmed with white lace. It had a bodice in the same fabric and off shoulder short sleeves. She loved the dress it made her feel pretty, a feeling she didn’t think she would have again. It also helped soften the strangeness of her hair and skin, giving her whole appearance an innocent look that didn’t invite questions. Powder blue wedges completed the look and made her feel normal; they felt similar to her hooves.

Smiling at herself in the mirror Elemmíre twirled a few times and nodded at her reflection, happy with the look that wasn’t herself but one she was pleased with. However she was finding it hard to keep her eyes open now, it had been an extremely long day and transforming herself was no mean feat. Turning back out the door she was happy to see that once again she was being guided by the lights. Walking in a daze till she was lead to a room with a large bed that was covered midnight blue satin sheets and to Elemmíre it was the most beautiful sight. Kicking off the shoes was the only thing she was able to do, before falling into the bed and snuggling up against the soft pillows. She was vaguely aware of the room dimming to a comforting twilight before her eyes closed and she slipped gently into sleep.

The Doctor was curled up on his big soft bed. He hadn't wanted to cry infront of her or go into a big discussion about his past. She seemed nice enough, but they had just met. He was unsure of sharing too much of his life with her just yet. His heart was rather broken after losing so many companions.
He wasn't sure he could handle losing another. It was making him feel more alone and miserable each time he lost anybody. He hoped that Elemmire was able to get around ok, he was sure the TARDIS would show her the way.
He knew his ship was good like that at least. He closed his eyes again.

He really just needed some sleep as well. "Look after her old girl." He told his ship. He knew she would anyways. He curled up. He was feeling quite exhausted and mentally drainned. He was groaning. He pulled a pillow over his head. He could hear the ship humm in concern.
"I'm fine, just can't sleep." to anybody who didn't know the TARDIS or the Doctor would probably see him as rather crazy for talking to his ship like that. But to him and his companions that was just normal.
The Doctor knew he would end up unable to focus if he didn't get any sleep. He yawned and pulled the covers over his head. Being tired and emotionally drainned was never a good feeling, it had been a tough day for him, even before he had rescued Elemmire.

He finally managed to fall asleep, but it was clear he wasn't going to sleep well. He was having nightmares and kept tossing and turning. He hated not sleeping well. He was having bad dreams about the time war.
He awoke gasping and rubbed his eyes. He was panting. There was dark shadows under his eyes. Feeling like he wouldn't get much sleep. He goes and gets himself some tea. He looked very drainned. He hoped tea at least would help him sleep better.
The Doctor was silent as he walked about the TARDIS, He ended up reading for awhile as he sipped his tea. He hoped that tea would work. He fell asleep for a short time in the chair in the libary, but woke after another bad dream and went to go lay in his bed again.

By morning the Doctor was curled up in bed trying to sleep more. He had been up and down all night unable to sleep. It seemed last night was one night where he had even worse sleep than he normally did.
He didn't get out of bed and just lay there. His eyes had dark shadows under. He knew he needed a decent sleep. He had a headache from lack of sleep. He breathed deeply and curled up and tried to sleep more.
He ended up falling asleep again. He was still quite restless.

Elemmíre opened her eyes slowly, blinking in the soft light of the room she chosen to fall asleep in, she was warm, comfortable and for the first time in a long time she actually felt safe. She was in a state of suspended animation just content to lie there in the bed waiting for her senses to come alive again. After what could have been minutes or hours she wasn’t sure but finally she felt ready to get up, flinging her legs out of bed she found her shoes and slipped into them. Moving her hands over clothes she made sure her they were neat and not crinkled.

Skipping along she made her way out of the room the ship around her humming almost in pleasure to see it guest up and roaming the halls. Ruffling up her long silver hair so it tumbled neatly down her back Elemmíre she felt so happy and free, emotions so alien to her that she barely recognised them as she twirled down the corridors. At every door she passed Elemmíre poked her head in and most yielded their secrets to her. So many fabulous things she saw, a large swimming pool, a room with humid air and tropical plants, some kind of menagerie and a whole room filled with pipes.

At last her search lead her to a magnificent library that took her breath away, for one the size of it was amazing, a vast cathedral like room house many hundreds of thousands of books, the air itself seemed to vibrate with the store of knowledge held there. Without conscious movement Elemmíre found herself standing in the room, eyes gazing around in wonder. There was so much she could learn here, the vast knowledge of her people had now been mostly eradicated and she was sure there was probably lore and legends about her people.

Then the tiniest snore brought her spinning round to a large leather winged armchair where he lay, fast asleep. Her face fell into a soft expression; he looked so small and vulnerable at the moment, so unlike the daring hero that had saved her. As if he could feel her amethyst eyes on him, he stirred where he lay and looked up at her. Elemmíre beamed warmly at him, head tilted to the side in greeting.

“Good morning.” She trilled softly. “Or at least I think its morning. You fell asleep here?”

The Doctor looked at her, his head was pounding and he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He couldn't let his headache stop him. But he knew it was going to make him feel awful.
"Ah Yeah I did." he started, He hadn't ment to fall asleep in the libary, but he couldn't sleep and had come here to read, only to fall asleep again because he was so tired.
He knew he hardly ever slept that well. "I couldn't sleep and came here to read only to fall asleep again. I keep waking during the night alot or anytime I try sleep really."

Tears seemed to have stained the time lords face, he did seem to look as though he had been crying. He hoped she wouldn't ask about that really. " I have such a nasty headache now,"
He was rubbing his head, He knew lack of sleep would catch up with him sooner or later. He just hoped it was only a headache and that he wasn't getting sick, he also hoped it wasn't a migriane.
The Doctor looked at her. He was thinking.

"I'll go make us some breakfast." He was trying to keep his mind off all the bad things. He felt like he would cry again. He didn't want to. He knew he wanted to be strong.
He gets up and smiled at her. "I hope you slept better than I did?"
The time lord looked at her, He was glad for her company. He was so lonley.

Elemmíre watched as he stood, the aura around him was a dark grey symbolising sadness and depression. The Acornia could see the aura’s of creatures which allowed them to sense their mood, it was an important ability as it allowed them to read their emotions and with their other abilities they were able to subtly influence their mood. So an Acornia dealing with an angry creature would release soothing waves which would eventually break down the anger, allowing them to be quietened. She did not try and affect his emotions for it was unwise and considered rude to do so to a old one like herself, she doubted it would have any effect anyway, the more complex the being the harder it was to influence them.

However there was something she could do to help, moving forward with a slow grace she caught him gently by the wrist. Smiling reassuringly at him she gently pulled him closer to her. Even with her heels he was still a little taller than she was. Looking deeply into his eyes with her own fathomless lilac ones she implored him.

“Please, just trust me for a moment.” Elemmíre could tell he was uncomfortable with the contact and the closeness but she could equally tell that he was withstanding a great pain inside. Going on tip toe she brought her forehead to rest on his, their hair blending, brown and silver. Again she began to hum softly, the star like marking on her forehead glowing dimly and becoming warm. Her song was only short and sweet as Elemmíre banished all physical pain from him. Joined as they were Elemmíre could feel the true depth of his sadness but what scared her the most was the empty cavern that was the loneliness inside him.

She could not help it, who would not want to help one so damaged by loss and suffering, who would ignore that call, even if the one calling attempted to stifle his scream. Although it went against her principle she shattered off a small fragment of her own hope and allowed it into him. Elemmíre knew what it was like to feel so alone and lost. She buried the hope deep within him, it would not banish the darkness inside him but even the faintest star was bright in a void, and it might be enough to one day reawaken his own hope.

Backing off to a respectful distance she scanned him quickly, he had a surprised look on his face as he grabbed at his now pain free forehead. He seemed none the wiser that anything else than his headache had been helped but with a smile when she observed his aura she could see a small bright fragment amongst the grey.

“I hope that helped.” Elemmíre said head quirked again in question but eyes alive with bright warmth. “I would love some breakfast!” Elemmíre said but as he turned to head out of the library her brows contorted and pain flashed through her temples. That was the only problem with her curative powers, energy could not be destroyed but it could be moved from one place to another. So she had taken it upon herself and she had done so gladly for all she wished was to see a true smile on his face. Making sure her face showed no outward signs of pain Elemmíre followed the Doctor.

The Doctor looked at her confused for a moment. He knew that his headache was bothering him. He knew he was tired. He had no idea what she was about to do. He was seeming calm.
"Oh?" He blinked and waited.
He felt her in his mind and trying to give him hope.
The Doctor felt his pain from his headache ease. He hoped that would be enough to keep his headache away. The time lord was a bit more relaxed once the pain was eased. He seemed surpirsed at what she had done.

"H..How did you?" He wasn't sure what to say. The time lord was clearly shocked by her ablitlies. He hadn't expected her to be able to do that. He was still glad the pain was gone "Thank you."
He smiled, having the pain gone made it easier .
The time lord was glad for company. He tried to not focus on the bad things. He didm't want to cry anymore. Crying only made him tired and made his head hurt. He was looking at her.

He headed to the kicthen. He noticed her brows contort in pain, he didn't like it when others transfer the pain to themselves to help him. He didn't say anything about it and just went to make them breakfast.
He knew that there was always a chance his headache would come back if he got stressed or something. For now he was glad to have no pain. He looked quite tired still. He yawned and served up the breakfast when it was done.

Elemmíre walked behind the Doctor, despite the slight pain she still had a spring in her step as together they came to a fantastic kitchen. Sitting down gracefully at one of the breakfast bar stools she started in on the eggs he laid out before her and to her own surprise she found she was starving. In a matter of minutes she had demolished what had been placed in front of her and with a smile she looked over to him, he returned her smile with one of his own but his eyebrow was raised in amusement.

Suddenly the Tardis, if she remembered correctly that is what he had called the ship, gave a horrible mechanical scream as it lurched to the left and shook violently. Both the Doctor and Elemmíre were flung across the floor and went sliding back in the other direction when it swung over to the right. Letting out a small scream Elemmíre tried to cling onto anything to anchor herself against sliding around.

Then with a final thud and a shake they finally stopped, Elemmíre blinking in surprise as she looked over at the Doctor who had managed to hook his arm round the leg of a chair on the opposite side of the kitchen.

“I think we have landed somewhere?” Elemmíre said with confusion as she struggled to her feet her curiosity pulling at her as she walked towards the door. But she stopped not knowing what to expect out there, turning back she looked to the Doctor.

The Doctor only got a few slices of fruit for himself. He wasn't that hungry. He ate the fruit. He seemed to be lost in thought wondering how he could spend the day. He didn't even finish the fruit. He knew he couldn't force himself to eat.
He drinks some water and looked at her with a small smile.
"I hope you enjoyed your breakfast." He exclaimed.

He too was jolted and thrown out of his seat. He landed on the ground and merely laughed. He seemed to enjoy it. He was far more used to those movements then her though. He knew that she was .
"Mmm landing? But I didn't tell her to go anywhere." He muttered.
The Doctor was silent for awhile "She must have picked up some signal then." he was rambling a bit.

He headed to the door with a big grin on his face. He seemed to forget his earlier sadness for the moment. Adventure always did make him feel better as well. he was looking around where he was after opening the door.
"Ah looks like some convention. Brilliant" He was beaming "Allons-y shall we?" He knew he would have to be alert for real dangers.