#twelfthsong

(photo was grabbed from the internet.)

"S'cuse me, could I spot a couple quid from you?" he asked, tapping a man's shoulder.

'Hold down the fort' was what Marcus had told Ashley before he and the rest of the team had gone to run errands.  As much as she hated to be stuck in this renovated warehouse alone, she was glad to have a small amount of time to herself.  The training regiment that she had been put on was grueling and she was getting no closer to controlling her ability to fly or hover yet.  She laid out on the couch, their old TV on the wall playing something quietly and she was reading a book.  She was still in her pajamas, she hadn't even bothered to get dressed.  That was when she heard the noise, it was distant at first and then became clearer.  She got up to try and track it down, thinking it might be another burst pipe.  But when she entered the training room she came face to face with a blue box, her jaw dropped open at the sight.

Ani looked around the corner, locket glowing. "How did you get in here?"