#isbrilliant.

"just one, but you might not like it."

this is bad, bad, bad. sure, tandy has dealt with possessions and demons. she's destroyed drug lords and human traffickers. she's faced down minor gods and alleged saints! but aliens? aliens? little green men from outer space? not her area.

not that this is a little green man. this is actually quite a big man- or woman, or neither- dressed in all black with a matching black helmet, pointing an absolutely huge gun at them.

he (it?) had not taken kindly to tandy throwing a chair at him- and neither had donna.

"by order of the galactic police, you will stand down."

"you're a cop?" tandy almost laughs. almost. maybe it's her destiny to infuriate every police force she comes into contact with. "hell no."

the sound comes from somewhere deep in the building, but it’s hard to know where it came from. abandoned power stations are echoey as all hell. nonetheless- footsteps, those were definitely footsteps. tandy goes completely still at donna’s side, the building’s plans lying abandoned on the table. if the two of them both decided to investigate this place, why not someone else? unless, of course, it’s someone who would prefer said plans not see the light of day…