Why was he here? Well, that was the question, wasn't it? One he didn't feel in the mood to dive into and tear apart right now. All he knew was that his head hurt, his eyes were burning and this place he was in couldn't of been more of a dump. Space stations this old were never quite as reliable nor as useful as they were in their haydays. And it was entirely deserted as well.
Which struck him not only as annoying but disconcerting. There was no one to talk to, not one to question and he really didn't quite know how he was ever going to get off this damn rust bucket.
He'd been tentatively peering out the window, trying to find out where exactly he was when he felt a strange pang. An odd sensation that made absolutely no sense.
Why, if he didn't know any better, he'd of thought another Time Lord was here. Raising an eyebrow, he looked over his shoulder, not seeing a sign of anyone still. And yet... he could still sense it. Someone had to be here. Venturing away from the window, he started off towards the source of the strange feel, trying to follow it the best he can.
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Which struck him not only as annoying but disconcerting. There was no one to talk to, not one to question and he really didn't quite know how he was ever going to get off this damn rust bucket.
He'd been tentatively peering out the window, trying to find out where exactly he was when he felt a strange pang. An odd sensation that made absolutely no sense.
Why, if he didn't know any better, he'd of thought another Time Lord was here. Raising an eyebrow, he looked over his shoulder, not seeing a sign of anyone still. And yet... he could still sense it. Someone had to be here. Venturing away from the window, he started off towards the source of the strange feel, trying to follow it the best he can.