[There's a wheezing, dying sound as the blue phone box that is the TARDIS materializes in the castle.
He shouldn't be here. He really, really shouldn't be here. Whatever tempted the TARDIS off course, it nearly depleted her systems, savaged her shields. He doesn't think he's going to be able to take off again anytime soon, watching as her backup power kicks on, and the lights go dim, a faint redness to them.
He swallows.
That's. That's not good.
He takes a breath, steadies himself, slowly opens the door to poke his head out, and then carefully steps out, peering around.]
...Hello? Anyone here? I've seemed to have gotten.... turned around.
For Vexen
He shouldn't be here. He really, really shouldn't be here. Whatever tempted the TARDIS off course, it nearly depleted her systems, savaged her shields. He doesn't think he's going to be able to take off again anytime soon, watching as her backup power kicks on, and the lights go dim, a faint redness to them.
He swallows.
That's. That's not good.
He takes a breath, steadies himself, slowly opens the door to poke his head out, and then carefully steps out, peering around.]
...Hello? Anyone here? I've seemed to have gotten.... turned around.