Space Station XVI

[nevermindtherunning]

The whirling of the TARDIS could be heard faintly as it appeared in a storage room, behind a few crates and slats of bulk items. When the landing was complete, the Doctor stood at his console, quietly lost in thought as he took in the moment of sharing this completely alone. Exploring and searching the universe was infinitely more fun with someone to share it with, but all that was done and over. Martha had left, Astrid perished in the Titanic, and the only other remaining Time Lord refused to regenerate in his arms.

The Doctor stood up straight, found his jacket hanging over a coral strut and threw it on as he spun and moved towards the door. Cracking it open, he peered out and checked his surroundings. "For someone to be so eager to send me a message, not much of a greeting." He muttered to himself, although, he honestly could've picked a better spot to park. Experience told him otherwise.

His eyes roamed his surroundings as he tucked his hands in his pockets and moved towards a door and out in the corridor, exploring his options and to see why he was beckoned here.

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[standsonhigh]

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.