gotosleep_idiot | January & February Test Drive

"That can be a rather wide amount of creatures then, can't it?" Daleks were something she was altogether far too familiar with. They had kidnapped her and forced her to eat in order to maintain her health while she was kept from her father and Maxtible. Her father had been working on research involving time travel which had led to the accidental arrival of the daleks — whom eventually used her as means to force Maxtible and her father to kidnap the Doctor. She had been meant to be used in an experiment they wanted to try that would involve them gaining "the human quality." She hadn't been all that keen on the pepper shaker aliens ever since the whole ordeal, especially since her father died in the chaos.

The information regarding the storms sounded just as bad as any creatures that might be lurking about, if not worse. She frowned. The knowledge that there were some places as temporary relief was nice though it would have been better to locate somewhere permanently capable of avoidance. What was it about the safeguards that only lasted so long one had to wonder? "So the storms are like other realities, temporarily altering ones state of mind and being?"

A smile like she was proud of her for being bright. "An excellent summation. During the school storm, I genuinely thought I was that little girl. There are those here who insist upon calling me by her name still, knowing well that I hate that name, and the reminders of being that girl. It was an... unpleasant storm, for me." Bit of a lie there, but one that will neatly keep Victoria from taking Rose's side on the whole Ashildr thing. She hoped.

It sounded like it had the ability to be a very, very confusing thing to get stuck in. Especially if whilst in the middle of it one truly believed whatever scenario they were placed in. She supposed that it might make sense to those around her whom had been in the same storm to want to call her by whatever they may have met her as. Though that only served to have her realize that whatever happened during those storms stuck with them once over. Otherwise, how would her Aunt Maddie even be telling her about them? It must be a terribly awkward thing to have to deal with as the aftermath.

"I can see why they might want to call you whatever they met you as, but, even if I might see you in another reality because of those... storms, you can be relieved to know that I promise right now: I shan't call you anything but Aunt Maddie once I've returned to my normal state of being." Even though she hoped with every fiber of her small existence that she would never, ever have to suffer through a storm of any kind.

"Thank you so very much," she said. Well, that took care of that, at least. "Though I hope you shall never have to suffer so unpleasant a storm."

Yeah, she needed to stash the kid somewhere so she could read her journals, ASAP.

She was an incredibly easy young lady to get to follow rules, regulations and anything that might be told was for her well being. So her aunt likely wouldn't have much trouble to get her to hide somewhere — all she need do is ask.

"You and myself both." It was the least of things she wanted.

"Thank you. I think that perhaps I should get you settled in one of the safe areas tonight, just in case, while I make preparations for you to have a place to stay."

A good idea.

"Yes, alright. Can you perhaps show me where to go?"

"Of course. I will take you there, get you settled, then make a run to town for supplies for you, for tonight."

That brought a smile to her face. It was difficult to be as pessimistic as she usually was in this situations with someone she knew she could trust. Even though the Doctor was someone well trusted, too. It was somehow easier with her Aunt Maddie. Perhaps because ( as far as she knew ) Maddie wasn't someone who had gotten stuck in a number of awful incidents. She was just someone who wanted to help. The Doctor always had his reasons for helping, too, of course. It just happened that his helping always ended up with frights and the possibilities of death.

"Thank you, Aunt Maddie. I don't know what I would do were you not about to help me with this madness."

"Of course," she said with a warm smile. "I'm glad I am here, if it means that I am here for you."

Ever the kindness. Victoria nodded and motioned for her aunt to lead the way. "Are we leaving now?"

She stood and nodded. "Do you need a jacket?"

Anyone who saw them together would presume that this was Clara..... But she'd deal with that if it happened.

With any luck no one would call her Clara as it would throw her off and cause her to think that something even more ludicrous was happening. It wasn't often she was mistaken for other, random people after all.

"I should be fine, thank you."

She nodded and opened the door to lead them towards the gate to Helix. "Hopefully tomorrow I can give you the penny tour."

"I look forward to it." At least she thought so. She did have to wonder how dangerous it might be out on the streets — if at all. In fact, it was a good question to ask as she headed along with Maddie. "Aunt Maddie, is it dangerous on the streets here?"

"Sometimes, and on some of them more often than sometimes. But I won't let you come to harm while you are with me. I have been here long enough to pick up a few tricks of self defense."

Jamie and the Doctor always promised no harm, too. She couldn't admit out loud that she wasn't really confident in really anyone's ability to keep her safe since things always seemed to happen. But she trusted Maddie just as much as she did the Doctor and Jamie both, even if something were to happen, Victoria trusted that Maddie would help her out of it.

"Hopefully I won't be here long enough to need that sort of lesson," although self defense might've been something she should be looking into. It just wasn't much of a lady's place. Ever the Victorian.

What she would say if she knew her own story was different from what she would say as Me. Knowing that might be the case, she just gave her a sympathetic smile as they walked.

Victoria walked behind her aunt, falling into silence. The idea of training in some manner certainly didn't appeal to her. She would have much preferred to just find a way home. Little did she know that wasn't going to be the case.

When they got to the gate, she offered her hand. "Hold my hand, walk when I walk. You may want to close your eyes, it can be a little disconcerting."

Disconcerting could mean a lot of things — none of which Victoria wanted to deal with. She nodded as she took her aunt's hand and swallowed the lump in her throat. "Okay, I'm ready. I'll close my eyes once we start walking."

So that she wouldn't falter her first steps if nothing else.

"Alright, it should be less than ten paces, I'll let you know when we are through." She closed her hand warmly around hers. "Ready?"

She was nervous but that was really quite an understatement. She held her aunt's hand firmly but it was clear she was terrified: Victoria was trembling like a leaf. She was never any good with the dark side to being with the Doctor. Once they began to walk, she firmly shut her eyes as she had no intention of seeing anything that would further jar her nerves.

"Oay, we're here," she said after a few steps. "It's a bit of a mess, but I'll go get supplies. Nne of the monsters can pass that gate." She didn't think they could, though Rusty... probably could. "I'll be back as soon as I can so we can set up camp for you. Blankets, sleeping bag, pillows, food, water, change of clothes. Anything else you'd like to have for tonight? A good book?"

That hadn't taken long at all. She opened up her eyes and looked around the area she found herself in. It wasn't all that scary. Somewhat pleasant, at least she felt a little safer. She smiled to her aunt.

"A book might be nice, yes. Could you, if you find one?"

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