#vxidlight

The Lumiat joined UNIT purely by happenstance -- an incident with a Sontaran and a partial regeneration led to recruitment for her vast knowledge of alien species -- and was quite content to play the part of an office worker, working behind the scenes to provide translations and identify unknown adversaries.

She had her own cubicle in one corner of the office, the desk of which was cluttered with volumes of anthropological texts, dictionaries, almanacs, and other references.

They had even given her a name badge -- Elaine Braithwaite.

Her hearts thudded in her ears as she approached the Doctor.

It is not an often sight to find the Hunter idling in the Tower these days. Between that of bittersweet & the looming tension in the air -- pyramidal shapes sailing on the horizon of their people. This would be a time found otherwise in the EDZ, neighboring Devrim's cathedral or an Eliksni's tattered ship. But she grounds herself here not willingly, but an obligation that would otherwise be argued by one wearing their heart on their sleeve.

A reminder of what she was -- what they stood for.

If Guardians didn't stick around near the City during its darkest times, what hope would those without Light have? What hope would those who did? The bleeding separation of glory & acceptance... & she found herself struggling to tell what side she leaned.

" Pssst. "

What would happen, she wondered, if they made it into the Traveler?

" Pssssssst. "

What it would look like... what it would feel like. Would they return?

" Earth to Seleneee. Your warranty is calling yooou~ "

" -- Huh? "

Star-gazed eyes blink in brief confusion, the Awoken tilting her head to the side out of habit though her companion hidden from view. Elbows resting upon the railings of the Tower neighboring a memorial to the last Guardian Games, as hands clasped around galaxy printed cheeks - the sky vastly more empty than the traditional view of a white sphere.

" Someone is staring at you. Mayhaps they're also finding something to distract them, " the Ghost's voice chirped internally.

"I just had the wildest idea," Missy spoke to no one in particular, knowing that her wiles more than sufficed to attract the attention of those around her. "I'm going to rob a bank!"

She swept her gaze around the market, seeking out anyone who might help or hinder, before finally setting her eyes on a younger woman.

It had finally happen && of course it was when all hell broke loose, which happen often on its own - just this time he might fail at protecting Rose ... He had made a promise to Jackie && to Rose, to always bring her home. This time though, they were at a disadvantage && they were falling through time - literally. The lights had turn red, smoke with heat hissed from the center of the controls && the TARDIS was struggling to function .... ' You look tired, how about you take a break - Doctor. ' the smooth voice that spoke to him, the one he would hear in those darkest moments of his life, was finally getting a foothold. Humans would call it their subconscious, but the Doctor knew better then that - the truth was much more dangerous then that. His body had stopped running && his grip on the edge of the controls made his knuckles white, as Rose's words sounded so far away ... The other's chuckle came && the Doctor felt himself slipping away, the only notable tell - his eyes. The normal hazel brown hue, shifted to an amber && flecks of gold, but who could tell in the mayhem the other walked into. The smile that slowly curled his lips, were unusual or would be for the Doctor, but he was no longer in charge.

"Lets see.." She looked down at the list in her hands with a small frown, though is was mostly trying to make sure the things she had written down was the final one of the things she had written, re written. The magi sighed before looking up. "I hope the carrier is okay getting stuff like that."

"I just need a moment to catch my breath."