( fargazing ) the boys are back in town.

[thatoldthatkind]

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[ The Doctor snaps his fingers at John at that. ] We've got to get you one of those. You'll need to be properly equipped if we're going to be running around the universe together every so often.

Stowaways! If we are going to do that, then we might as well just hop in the TARDIS. Although the planet does have a shield around it that she won't be too happy about. Not to mention the cloaking mechanism is on the fritz again... hasn't worked properly since I paid that visit to Nixon.

[ He does some more sonicing before grinning. ] Ah-ha! Here we are! We're now in business! Trusty old screwdriver, John, let me tell you! Never leave home without one. [ He flicks the screwdriver up in his hand and pockets it. ] Now then. Before we go sneaking in board their ship we should figure out where we are going to go...

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[thatoldthatkind]

I ran away from home ages ago with my granddaughter.

[ The comment is rather short and filled with a tinge of being bittersweet. He could have said his current wife was his TARDIS, which isn't all that wrong... then of course there was River... ]

Just explain the commercial part! Buying gifts for one another, dressing up the tree. Doubt that part would be too hard for them to understand!

[ss_buttcrack]

Sure, not hard...they'll just think I'm being a weird human again, that's all.

[Learning about the Doctor's family, now that is new. Even with all this danger, he can't help being distracted by it.]

Where's your granddaughter now?

[thatoldthatkind]

[ He does drop hints there and here, but he imagines that such details don't matter much between him and Crichton. The girls are always far more nosey than the boys. ]

...Gone. With the rest of Gallifrey. Off in a pocket dimension.

[ss_buttcrack]

[Crichton can get pretty nosy when he wants to be, that's for sure.]

A pocket dimension? What does that mean?

[Gone, he said. Sounds pretty...final.]

Doctor, does that mean you can't get to them?

[thatoldthatkind]

Now is not the time to explain that! Just... just think of it like a soap bubble on top of a bubble! Just not really. Remind me later.

[ A beat. ]

Yes. So, I suppose we are rather similar in that notion.

[ss_buttcrack]

[Sorry Doctor, his timing has never been great.]

I'll hold you to it. I wanna hear all about it once we get ourselves out of this mess.

[For now though, they should probably get moving since a couple of marauders just flew in on a landing trajectory overhead of them. They are in luck, it didn't look like too far away. Well, luck depending on how you look at it.]

Okay Doctor, we better get on with this mission. Maybe if we catch them before they even make contact we can take care of this all quietly.

[Quietly, with these two...? Ha ha ha...]

[thatoldthatkind]

You will need to remind me! Things do slip mu mind from time to time.

[ Given his old age, is it really that surprising?

The Doctor pulls out his sonic and begins to fiddle with it. It is far too small and not amplified to be enough use against enemy ships. However, maybe theirs... ]

I might be able to amplify the ship.

[ss_buttcrack]

Don't you worry, I will. You're not getting out of it.

[Crichton watches that fiddling, but for the life of him he still doesn't know what the hell that thing is supposed to be doing.]

Amplify? Meaning what?

[thatoldthatkind]

Good! Yes, good. Is this good?

[ The Doctor is replying playfully of course. ]

I could boost certain systems with the sonic or vice verse. I think. This tech is very different from the kind I am used to...

[ss_buttcrack]

We'll call it good.

[He can never tell with you Doctor.]

So, what systems are we trying to boost? Weapons? I'm more familiar with this stuff by now, been repairing it enough. Maybe I can give a hand.

[thatoldthatkind]

Well, I don't know. Does this craft of yours have a stealth mechanic? We could certainly use that one right now. Or, I could even try to disconnect it from the rest of the ships so they can't track it.