Elliot cocked an eyebrow and took a sip of the tea; two sugars, just the way he liked it. If the signals were usual, a strange man wouldn’t be here. But he kept his mouth shut about that. Instead, he skimmed through his audios until he found what he wanted. He hesitantly held out his headphones to the man across the table. “Anything like this?” It was a recording of one of the static-y messages that usually floated around.
The Doctor placed the headphones over his ears and scrunched his nose up at the sound. Quick as you like, he whipped out a pen and leather journal from inside his coat pocket and started scribbling furiously, large circles twisting through each other and forming some sort of irregular pattern that came so easily to him.
"Artificial light source? Like a flashlight?" Dean was yelling, trying to keep calm while gripping the sides of the room, as close to the door he could get. "What about a car’s headlights?" He had to think of some way to save his baby. What was in there could destroy everything. Vamps were smart. They’d find the picture of Sam when they were kids. And track him down. He wanted out of this life and there was no way in hell he’d be the reason vamps found him.
The Doctor shook his head. Apparently, the idea of borrowing a star didn’t seem to have struck the right chord. He flipped some switches and the TARDIS roared and shuttered, lights flashing on and off as the ground pitched beneath them. In a moment, they were rocketing off planet and into the sky.
Only then did the Doctor notice the door was still open.
"Would you shut that?" He shouted over the roaring engines. "Awful draft in here!"
"Oh, just… picking up some signals… Popping in to find out why." He looked around the small cafe when the lady from behind the counter came with their drinks. The Doctor grinned at her and dropped marshmallows into his tea.
He leaned in, interested. “Signals? What kind of signals?” Could it be the same ones he was getting about a box? His ability with alien language was rusty, but he could pick out that one word over and over. Box. A box in space and it was concerning the alien lifeforms.
"Just the usual… static… boring… adult stuff." He waved his hand a little dismissively and took a sip from his cup. It’s not like he minded sharing information with Elliot, it was more of a matter of explanation, and the Time Lord knew that if anyone gave him the green light to go, he wouldn’t stop for any red.
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The Doctor went inside and activated the console, sending the whole machine into temporal flux. The TARDIS shifted so that the door now opened in front of the car and the Time Lord stepped out, smirking smugly and leaning against the door frame.
Dean stepped away from his baby and shut the door, still in a daze. He walked slowly towards the box, jaw dropped. “What is that?” The spell was broken when he heard a sound. An agonized scream of a vampire. “We have to go. Now.” He glanced at the warehouse and saw shadows moving. A lot of shadows. They’d woken everyone up.
It only took the Doctor a moment to grab Dean by the sleeve and yank him inside the TARDIS. Immediately, he flew to the consoles and started ringing things up on the monitor. “Gastronic field. It’ll take a moment to break down. An artificial light source should do the trick. Well, a spare star would, too, but I don’t think I like the idea of roasting a planet for one alien colony.”
Chekov nodded, looking a bit skeptical in all of this. She looked around and tried to find anything to help. She stopped walking when she felt one of her shoes step in something gooey. ”Doctor!” she called out. She was about to step out of the pile when her foot stuck to it. ”Uhm, Doctor, I think yew need to come here nov!” she told him and grabbed her leg, trying to pull it out.
He spun around and crouched on the ground next to the ensign’s foot, scanning the mysterious goo. The Doctor made an unpleasant “Eugh” sound and put his fingers to it, only to get his fingers a bit stuck as well. “Gastorian Adhering Gel.” He explained, then looked up at her. “Might want to take your shoe off. This stuff can burn through metal if activated.”
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She tilted her head a little with a frown, confused by the strange man. She’d of said it was alright, that he was okay to be here, if it had not been for the last comment. She wasn’t sure if she liked him. She couldn’t size him up for the life of her - he was untouchable by her senses. Though, taking in a deep breath, he did smell strangely, almost like some sort of dust. Sort of like metal, as well.. Hm..
Her eyes shift from him, to a figure behind him in the distance - it was a wolf. It simply stood there, almost as if it were waiting for her to signal that something was wrong. She didn’t, though.
Tugging on her cloak and tucking in her basket, she let her gaze fall back to him. “Are you looking for something? If you are.. I can help if you like. I know these woods better than anyone..”
The hair pricked up on the back of his neck, but he kept beaming away. One thing he would admit to being good at was pretending absolutely nothing was wrong when…. obviously there was. “Ah, well, I’m just… passing through, really. Hoping to find some Archiline sap, but I may have come to the wrong forest.” The Doctor stared around skeptically and scratched his head.
Red looks up in surprise, who was he? Where did he come from?
She takes a step back in caution, pulling her cloak over her arms. “W-who are you..?” Her gaze wanders to the side as a few wolves are heard howling in the distance, though continues to stand her ground.
”- Why are you in my woods..?”
"Your woods?" He looked around the trees in wonder. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was private property. Although, I probably still would be here, if I did." The Time Lord grinned and rocked on his feet.