Universe 1:
Not being used to traveling this way, Miranda almost fell when the TARDIS took off. She quickly grabbed something to stabilize. Entertainment huh? "What kind of entertainment do you like?" She inquired. Depending on one's choice of entertainment might determine what type they were going to see. For those who liked the gladiator days, the Roman Colosseum might be a good time to go see. Though. personally, all that killing would probably just make her sick - and she had seen a lot. Thankfully, the Doctor declared that there were all kinds of entertainment, thus the reason for it being a good era. Feeling a bit better, she smiled, looking forward to see what the future would be like.
Miranda liked new and exciting things. Seeing what the future would be like was both exciting as well as a bit nerve racking. What if she saw things in the future - that would give her the ability to learn about events, events such as tourist attacks. She could save so many people. But then again, what if they were destined to be and she messed up something. What if, even if she knew about them, she could do nothing. All those deaths would be on her head because she knew but couldn't stop it. She glanced over at the Time Lord. No, he probably would be careful where he took her. He had been doing this for some time. But then again, how many times had time changed because of that? She rubbed her forehead as a headache started to come on. You know what? It wasn't worth worrying about. At least not now. When the time came, then she could think about it. Until then, she'll just enjoy the ride.
The trip itself wasn't that long. At least from what she would have guessed. The Doctor had stated 2998. That was a good 984 years into the future. The amount of time it took them to get there was amazing. But then again, he could just be pulling her leg. Telling her that they were going to the future but not really. Deciding to wait and see, she followed the Doctor. You really need to be more trusting. She thought to herself. It wasn't that she didn't trust people, it was just that people had to earn her trust. Though she had worked through a lot of it, she still had some scars from childhood that effected her life today. And trust issues was one of them. Exiting the TARDIS,she stopped and looked around. They were in a large room with racks and racks of various clothing. Props filled bins and were scattered throughout the room. Not many people were around, and those that were a bit distracted or busy to notice the two newcomers. She looked at the Doctor. "2998?" She inquired, a smile growing on her face. This was exciting. Though it resembled any major theater room back on earth, there was certain designs, certain props that made the place seem different. Going over to a window to look out she couldn't believe her eyes. They were on a satellite in the middle of nowhere. Stars could be seen in the background but no planet or solar system was around them. Just dead space.
"There you are." A man said rushing over. "You were almost late." He chided them. He stopped. "Why aren't you in costumes?" He sighed. "Don't tell me Frederick forgot to give you your scripts and wardrobe details." He turned before they could reply. "Frederick!" He yelled. "Scripts for the newcomers." He ordered. Another man with a cat like face and whiskers came over. Miranda pursed her lips so as not to exclaim at the sight of this strange creature. She glanced at the Doctor, a slight question in her eye. However, once again, the man came back to them, after he had thoroughly berated his assistant. Handing them a tranquilizer each, he shook his head. "Your script and wardrobe details." He informed them. Seeing their blank looks he sighed. "Must I do everything?" He muttered. Taking one of the tranquilizers, he held it up. "You press this to your neck here, and press the trigger. The information will be automatically downloaded." He shoved it back at Miranda. "Now get moving." Turning he walked away muttering something amateurs and how they ruined everything.
Universe 2
Once safely back inside the Doctor turned and looked at Clara. "Don't worry I have a plan." He told. He smiled and straightened his bow tie. He hadn't said that in a while.
Of course, he really was still formulating one at the moment but no matter, by time it was needed he would definitely have a plan. Or at least part of one. He looked back at Clara. "No. Never melting snow. Looking for the perfect version to copy. Here we have a perfect duplication of human DNA in ice crystal form. Ultimate fusion of snow and humanity." He shook his head. "No, no. We give that to them and they'll be unstoppable. Snow needs her to get to the next step. She's the blueprint. They get her and it will be the end of humanity." He looked toward the force field formulating a plan. "Alright so we need to get her out of here yet keep them from her." He headed toward the stairs, grabbing an umbrella as he went. When Clara asked how, he just smiled. "With this." He said holding up the umbrella. "Pay attention."
"Sir, what are those out there." Latimer inquired his rigid countenance shaken. "Do they wish us ill?"
The Doctor shook his head. "Just inside, keep the doors and windows shut and you should be fine. Should be." He added again more to himself. Smiling at the man, he clasped him on the shoulder. "Cheer up old fellow, once I get rid of her, they'll leave as well. They want her." He nodded toward the ice governess who was standing yelling at them from the stairs. He looked at Clara. "Now, hope you are ready." He said eyes alight with excitement.
"For this of course." He replied sonicing the force field. Dashing through, he waited until she was through as well to bring it back up. Dashing underneath the ice governess he dashed up the stairs toward the children's playroom. He glanced sideways and nodded glad to see that Clara was following. The good news about the ice governess was she was slow. Surprised she had tried to grab them but instead fell down the stairs. Reforming herself, it would take her a few minutes to catch up. More then enough time. Climbing through the window, he went over to the ledge waiting for Clara to get through. He was so nervous. Was she smart enough to pass? Turning, he saw her still in the window. "What are you doing?" He cried. The ice governess would be upon them soon. Frowning slightly when she said she got stuck, he helped pull her through, flying backwards and landing on his back, her right on top of him. "You need to take these clothes off." He informed her. Blushing, he realized how she probably took that. "No. No." He said shaking his head as they got up. "Not that way. That's not what I meant. I didn't mean... No..." He stammered around. Thankfully she saved him and cut him off.
Not being used to traveling this way, Miranda almost fell when the TARDIS took off. She quickly grabbed something to stabilize. Entertainment huh? "What kind of entertainment do you like?" She inquired. Depending on one's choice of entertainment might determine what type they were going to see. For those who liked the gladiator days, the Roman Colosseum might be a good time to go see. Though. personally, all that killing would probably just make her sick - and she had seen a lot. Thankfully, the Doctor declared that there were all kinds of entertainment, thus the reason for it being a good era. Feeling a bit better, she smiled, looking forward to see what the future would be like.
Miranda liked new and exciting things. Seeing what the future would be like was both exciting as well as a bit nerve racking. What if she saw things in the future - that would give her the ability to learn about events, events such as tourist attacks. She could save so many people. But then again, what if they were destined to be and she messed up something. What if, even if she knew about them, she could do nothing. All those deaths would be on her head because she knew but couldn't stop it. She glanced over at the Time Lord. No, he probably would be careful where he took her. He had been doing this for some time. But then again, how many times had time changed because of that? She rubbed her forehead as a headache started to come on. You know what? It wasn't worth worrying about. At least not now. When the time came, then she could think about it. Until then, she'll just enjoy the ride.
The trip itself wasn't that long. At least from what she would have guessed. The Doctor had stated 2998. That was a good 984 years into the future. The amount of time it took them to get there was amazing. But then again, he could just be pulling her leg. Telling her that they were going to the future but not really. Deciding to wait and see, she followed the Doctor. You really need to be more trusting. She thought to herself. It wasn't that she didn't trust people, it was just that people had to earn her trust. Though she had worked through a lot of it, she still had some scars from childhood that effected her life today. And trust issues was one of them. Exiting the TARDIS,she stopped and looked around. They were in a large room with racks and racks of various clothing. Props filled bins and were scattered throughout the room. Not many people were around, and those that were a bit distracted or busy to notice the two newcomers. She looked at the Doctor. "2998?" She inquired, a smile growing on her face. This was exciting. Though it resembled any major theater room back on earth, there was certain designs, certain props that made the place seem different. Going over to a window to look out she couldn't believe her eyes. They were on a satellite in the middle of nowhere. Stars could be seen in the background but no planet or solar system was around them. Just dead space.
"There you are." A man said rushing over. "You were almost late." He chided them. He stopped. "Why aren't you in costumes?" He sighed. "Don't tell me Frederick forgot to give you your scripts and wardrobe details." He turned before they could reply. "Frederick!" He yelled. "Scripts for the newcomers." He ordered. Another man with a cat like face and whiskers came over. Miranda pursed her lips so as not to exclaim at the sight of this strange creature. She glanced at the Doctor, a slight question in her eye. However, once again, the man came back to them, after he had thoroughly berated his assistant. Handing them a tranquilizer each, he shook his head. "Your script and wardrobe details." He informed them. Seeing their blank looks he sighed. "Must I do everything?" He muttered. Taking one of the tranquilizers, he held it up. "You press this to your neck here, and press the trigger. The information will be automatically downloaded." He shoved it back at Miranda. "Now get moving." Turning he walked away muttering something amateurs and how they ruined everything.
Universe 2
Once safely back inside the Doctor turned and looked at Clara. "Don't worry I have a plan." He told. He smiled and straightened his bow tie. He hadn't said that in a while.
Of course, he really was still formulating one at the moment but no matter, by time it was needed he would definitely have a plan. Or at least part of one. He looked back at Clara. "No. Never melting snow. Looking for the perfect version to copy. Here we have a perfect duplication of human DNA in ice crystal form. Ultimate fusion of snow and humanity." He shook his head. "No, no. We give that to them and they'll be unstoppable. Snow needs her to get to the next step. She's the blueprint. They get her and it will be the end of humanity." He looked toward the force field formulating a plan. "Alright so we need to get her out of here yet keep them from her." He headed toward the stairs, grabbing an umbrella as he went. When Clara asked how, he just smiled. "With this." He said holding up the umbrella. "Pay attention."
"Sir, what are those out there." Latimer inquired his rigid countenance shaken. "Do they wish us ill?"
The Doctor shook his head. "Just inside, keep the doors and windows shut and you should be fine. Should be." He added again more to himself. Smiling at the man, he clasped him on the shoulder. "Cheer up old fellow, once I get rid of her, they'll leave as well. They want her." He nodded toward the ice governess who was standing yelling at them from the stairs. He looked at Clara. "Now, hope you are ready." He said eyes alight with excitement.
"For this of course." He replied sonicing the force field. Dashing through, he waited until she was through as well to bring it back up. Dashing underneath the ice governess he dashed up the stairs toward the children's playroom. He glanced sideways and nodded glad to see that Clara was following. The good news about the ice governess was she was slow. Surprised she had tried to grab them but instead fell down the stairs. Reforming herself, it would take her a few minutes to catch up. More then enough time. Climbing through the window, he went over to the ledge waiting for Clara to get through. He was so nervous. Was she smart enough to pass? Turning, he saw her still in the window. "What are you doing?" He cried. The ice governess would be upon them soon. Frowning slightly when she said she got stuck, he helped pull her through, flying backwards and landing on his back, her right on top of him. "You need to take these clothes off." He informed her. Blushing, he realized how she probably took that. "No. No." He said shaking his head as they got up. "Not that way. That's not what I meant. I didn't mean... No..." He stammered around. Thankfully she saved him and cut him off.