paixaorpg | The Search is On. (Active/Open)

Character(s): Donna Noble, Open
Content: Donna's still searching for the Doctor, she's getting frustrated. But is this any surprise to anyone?
Setting: Anywhere in the city, tbh.
Time: Late afternoon/Early evening
Warnings: None.

She was going in a certain direction, the way the Doctor had stated he had parked his faulty TARDIS. And she hadn't found the bloody spaceman yet. Besides, she had to find him to keep him from sulking for too long, it just wouldn't work if he stayed that way. It just wouldn't do, especially if Donna had anything to say about that.

If he was sulking already, it had been a while since anyone had been around.

She sighed, looking around again. She had made it across part of the city, but she was going slower than normal, lingering in the city and trying to gather any information on what had happened when she had been gone. Also, trying to figure out how long she had really been gone from the city. Seemed strange, at least to her. After listening in on a conversation about the new mayor, she started wandering again.

Well, at least it wasn't running.

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In hindsight, the Doctor realized he really should have checked with Donna about what direction she was actually coming from. Unfortunately he hadn't, so once he'd reached the gate at Niflheim he paused for a bit to see if she'd appear, but once some time had passed and she hadn't, he waved his journal at the gatekeeper, and headed in.

At that point he just headed the center of town, hoping he'd run in on her somewhere along the way. Or else, undoubtedly, she'd post something to him via the journals to find out where he was if he ended up missing her.

Donna was heading the general direction of one of the gates now, trying to find a way outside the domes so she could head in the general direction of the TARDIS. She glanced down at the map again, still trying to get her bearings before sighing, and selecting the nearest way to Niflheim.

After sticking the journal back into her pocket, she looked up to see a very familiar man in a brown trench coat standing with his back to her.

"Oi, Spaceman!" she shouted, to get his attention, although it didn't take much. "Took you long enough." This was said with a smile, so he had to know she was joking.

He still hadn't yet bumped into her, so paused to dig into his coat pocket and glance at the journals to see if she'd sent any new messages. She hadn't, but it seemed now that wasn't a problem, as a very familiar voice suddenly yelled at him from behind.

Turning around to face her, his hand went to his ear, lightly tugging on it. "Well, you know, bit of a walk from all the way out there," he replied, slowly approaching, a smile on his face. It was good to see her.

Donna gave him a look of disbelief, which may or may not have been ruined by the smile on her face. "You know, the first time I met you, that box of yours could fly. That may have been faster."

Of course, she really didn't mean it, considering people would probably freak out, and from what she remembered, he wasn't a good driver when that thing was flying through traffic.

"Oi, but that doesn't matter." She said, before walking over. She was glad that he was alright, with everything that she had been hearing had happened.

He had been about to answer her with something along the lines of not wanting to lose his parking spot, but held back as she said it didn't matter. "Oh? Well, that's good then, I 'spose," he replied, unsure of exactly what to respond to that with.

Donna took a look around where they were standing, watching the citizens bustle about, going about their business, as if nothing was wrong. But, to them, nothing was wrong. This was normal.

"So, you been to any of those new worlds I've been reading about?" She asked, glancing down at her journal, it currently showing someone's post about the other worlds.

"Yes, actually, one of them. Got a bit distracted, but saw the first one that was found," the Doctor replied, still uncertain of exactly how it had been accomplished. Not that it wasn't possible, just the usual signs of the ones he knew of just weren't there.

He hadn't seen the next floors what with Jenny and Rose vanishing, and the threat of the Master kept him from wanting to wander far.

"I can't explain it though... not yet, anyways," he added. He didn't really want to call it a magic castle or something, but then again, he'd had to put aside his disbelief of magic awhile ago. Maybe magic was the best explanation right now.

"Are they anywhere familiar?" That was her way of asking if he'd seen them before. In his travels, he had to have seen them, right? She'd seen some of the theories on this place, at least, what people had put publicly on the network, and wasn't sure if she believed them or not.

"So...why are you still staying around this place? I'd figure you'd be out and about exploring all the new places, hmm?"

"Well, sort of... " the Doctor began. Halloween Town was familiar, but not in the way Donna would have been thinking.

"Was having a look, but, well, something came up," he explained. Something being the Master. That had been the very big, big reason he'd returned to Paixao. He hadn't quite worked out how to deal with the Master. He hadn't really managed to do anything yet, but the Doctor was a bit wary of going far.

"Something came up?" She said, repeating what the Doctor had said to her. "Oi, what's so important that it would have stopped you from exploring?" There were a multitude of things, including doomsday moments, volcano day... she knew of many excuses, but she did want to hear the one for this time.

Of course, she didn't know the Master was around. She really didn't know much about him at all, unless she would have run into him and recognized him as a politician.

"Well, it was a rather large, big, important thing, but it can wait for now," he said, completely avoiding explaining for now. Oh, he'd have to tell her about the Master. There was no getting around it, really. He just didn't really want right away.

"You know, I could rather fancy a cuppa tea about now. What about you?" he asked, changing the subject. Actually, a cup of tea didn't sound too bad. While the Doctor could certainly go without food and drink for awhile, it didn't mean it necessarily liked to.

Donna started to say something, but then noticed how he changed the subject. Apparently, he didn't want to talk about it right at the moment. This, of course, didn't mean she wouldn't bring it up later, but she'd let him have his way...this time. She nodded.

"Fine, Spaceman. You need to fill me in on the happenings around this place anyway." She looked over at him. "And you better know of a place that has a good cuppa by now."

"Oh, I think I might know just the place," the Doctor replied, pausing a moment then offering Donna his arm. He figured he'd take her over to the nearest of the Cafe Eresats. They seemed to serve decent tea, if nothing else.

"As for filling you in, well, I'll do my best," he added. He was trying his best to keep track of everything going on, despite distractions.

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