#riversxghost

"Hello."

riversxghost

   Future her was the last person River expected to see on a cool, rainy day in her 52nd Century house near Luna University. She was rarely here for long periods of time, but at the time she was reviewing some work submitted by the students she taught, with Gracie wrapped up like some sort of burrito while she slept in the massive armchair by the fire. She hadn't seen the Doctor for a few days, but wasn't too worried, and wasn't expecting anyone, so did get a little shock when she looked up and saw herself standing in the doorway. Generally she avoided other versions of herself if she could help it, and she had no memory of this meeting, so assumed it must be in her future.

Growling under her breath she sighs through her nose. Why couldn’t the short lump of potato get it through his thick head that grenades—- were not welcome in the house. Rolling her eyes dramatically she rushes her way down the corridor, reaching for the door handle and holding her breathe in anticipation of the soon yells she will be throwing at Strax. But instead of finding the area infront of the door empty she finds a figure standing- half ready to knock in their wake.

Landing at the automated space port outside of the planet known as "The Library", Jenny parked her ship and let the valet teleport her ship to the holding dock. She stood on the platform for teleporting creatures, and waited for the tingling, swishing feeling of being teleported to wash over her. The Time Echo really hated it, but some planets exclusively utilized them and she respected that. It was very practical, after all. As the feeling came and went, Jenny opened her eyes, finding herself standing inside a gift shop of sorts, with a service counter a few meters away. All of these things were completely ordinary.

Except there was no one there, and the entire area was dark.

Maybe it was closed?

Jenny walked forward a bit, to a slightly less shaded area, and realized that there was a skylight. It was daytime, so being closed due to the time was out of the question. Maybe it was on holiday? Feeling quite odd and claustrophobic in there, Jenny walked further, out of the gift shop door, and into the sunlight.

The view was positively stunning, and the sky was a brilliant shade of orange. The positioning of the sun suggested noon, so it must be an atmospheric shell. It would explain the teleport pretty well.

But she still felt very, very eerie. There was silence, absolute silence. Jenny pulled out her trusty tablet, and it confirmed that there were no special renowned holidays, and it was during the middle of the week-- wednesday, in fact. She saw a terminal near by and decided she should probably get what she came here for, and get going. Quickly striding over to the computer, she got to work inputting her search parameters.