1st Regeneration [Video]

[justthedoctor]

[The first place he went when he woke up in this strange, barren, mechanical world was right out to that junk pile he'd been told non-living things were dumped once they were brought here.

He's been searching for hours, and by the time he sits down to rest, he's covered in grime and filth and looking tattered and grouchy when he activates the communication device he was given.]

So. I wouldn't suppose any of you great, big, metal blokes would've seen a comparably-tiny blue box layin' about, would yah? About 7, oh, 8 feet high on the outside, much much bigger on the inside, with two little doors and a few windows all around, and a light right on top. She's my TARDIS, an' I'd really like 'er back. Don't go anywhere without 'er - well, guess you could say I can't go anywhere without 'er - she's my ship. Been together a long time, me an' her.

Oh. An' if Donna Noble's muckin' about, I'd really like it if someone could direct her to me, or vice versa. You out there, Donna? If you're in the TARDIS, send me a signal if you please. Be nice t'get back home. Oi, an' don't go muckin' with the controls! Don't want you gettin' lost in time an' space, you hear me???

[Gruff demeanor aside, it's obvious whoever, where-ever, and whenever Donna Noble is, he's actually pretty worried about her. He huffs softly to himself, glancing around the junk pile, and then back at the datapad after a moment of contemplation.]

Don' suppose any'a you great, big, metal blokes would have any bananas would you? I'm feelin' a little peckish and I ain't had anything to eat since I got here.

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Haven't seen anything or anyone you've mentioned. [What's a bananas.] Though I'm sure if you spoke with one of the acolyte drones, they might be able to tell you? I get the impression people usually fall here individually, not in groups. She might be elsewhere, or... still in the universe from whence you came.

[justthedoctor]

[He grimaces, obviously not pleased with that option anymore then he is with the thought that she's lost somewhere on this great big rock.]

I bloody well hope not, last place we were was well past her own time on a pretty little planet rotating a deadly extonic star, with a murderous telepathic somethin' or other runnin' around, stealin' voices an' possessin' people an' tryin' to make 'em kill rach other...I don't want her all by herself there without me to keep her safe! Even if, say, the TARDIS is back with her, she doesn't know how to control her, so she's stranded hundreds of years and billions of miles from home!

[He groans and rakes his fingers through his hair, and doesn't even seem to care that it's now completely out of sorts, sticking up in all sorts of funny directions.]

I can't leave Donna there like that, this isn't happening!

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

From what I know, there is no method of leaving this Cybertron and returning to our home universes. I think the only people who may know a way to get out are the Firstforged. The glyph you've been given, as I'm sure you know, signifies one of the First you're allied to. Whomever that may be, contact them. Or, you know, any of them - I'm sure they'd most likely give you the same answer.

But if you've all ready tried that, then... Well, I hope your friend is well equipped to wait a while. [you're no help, jerkulon]

[justthedoctor]

Hm. Well, I can work on a way to get home once I find my ship. If I was able to come through the void once, I can do it again. Done it lots of times, in fact. Just...need to find the TARDIS.

Glyph, eh? You mean that weird mark someone slapped on my arm when they brought me here? [And he looks a little grumpy at that.] Not the first time I've had a tattoo, though the other wasn't exactly by choice, either. Never been my thing. I'll have to talk to this Vector Prime bloke and talk to him about getting back home. Because I am seriously not leavin' Donna there.