The Era Of Weeping

Since Mal was already slung around the rail, she curled her arms around it in a death grip. As embarrassing as it was, a scream left her mouth as the TARDIS once again shook and jerked around. Well wasn't this fun? Being tossed around a ship that could take her any place and time was not on Mal's agenda for the day. All she wanted was that blasted shower and left overs in her fridge.
Once things were clear, Mal detached herself from the rail and let out a shaky breath. She combed her fingers through her hair a few times before, not so enthusiastically, following Sonya out the wooden doors.
"Holy sh-!" Mal exclaimed once outside. She took one look at the soldiers and stepped behind Sonya subconsciously shielding herself from any danger they may face. "Won't they be suspicious of our clothes?" She whispered, though more than a few heads were staring at them before Mal even opened her mouth.

Conversation began to stir throughout the encampment by the time that The Doctor had entered the camp with the guard that had escorted him from the cathedral overlooking the now won ,beach of Troy. "The other Generals are just through there sir" The guard told The Doctor as his eyes scanned over the group of people that had mustered up at the other end of the camp, "You go on in. I'm going to go deal with this" he muttered before rushing off, pulling a few people aside as he passed by them. Raising an eyebrow, The Doctor thought about following him then chose against it and turned to enter the tent. But before he could, a, finely dressed, diplomat exited from the tent and peered up at The Doctor, "I pray you are here to tell these Romans that Troy does not wish this war. They will not listen to me." the elderly man explained, walking to the side of The Doctor, "It is obvious from your attire that you are of high stature wherever you hail from. I would appreciate your help greatly...Troy knows how to defend herself when the time comes..but i'd rather not have the blood spilled".

With a bow, the elderly man left on a horse drawn carriage and rode promptly out of the encampment. It was obvious that he wanted to grab The Doctor's attention and from what he said, he had it. It was truly the only thing The Doctor was contemplating when he walked inside of the Generals tent; their faces and attention turning to him as he entered, some nodding, others turning back to the map laid out on the table in front of them.

Sonya frowned slightly down at her clothes then shrugged her shoulders. "I really don't care honestly, I'm looking for the Doctor, and the best way to get help is to be dressed strangely for the time. I'm pretty sure someone around here will make the connection with the fact he wears clothes like ours in some aspects." Turning around, she pulled the TARDIS doors shut tightly behind her and checked to make sure it locked before beginning to wander towards the camp sprawled out in front of them, her hands in her pockets as she studied the soldiers approaching them at a distance. "Ah! We were looking for someone that possibly goes by the name, the Doctor? I'm not sure though, sometimes he likes to take other names to keep that one a bit secret..." Looking around quickly, she gestured for one of the men to clean closer so she could speak in an undertone. "He's pretty famous and all, he doesn't like that much attention, yeah?"

"Oh, that's just great, innit?" Mal trailed behind Sonya as her eyes darted from side to side. As the soldiers got closer, Mal couldn't help but regret not paying closer attention to the battle of Troy in her history class. Perhaps some of that information would come in handy if finding the Doctor proved to be challenging and time consuming.
What if the Doctor was dead?
She shook her head in an angry fashion as the thought turned up at the front of her mind. If that were the case how would they ever find him? But then again his body would be lacking armor and...
Mal groaned again as her head kept pushing "what ifs" into her head. She decided to focus on what Sonya was saying and also took the time to hide herself further behind the Time Lady.

After several minutes of arguments against proceeding the attack on Troy between the Generals, they turned their attention to The Doctor who watched from a few yards away. "You there" One of the generals said, calling over to The Doctor and in turn grabbing his attention and pulling it over to the table and the conversation, "What do you think? Should Troy fall this day or another? What about the walls? None have breached it before". "Well...umm..i" The Doctor stumbled glancing around the tent before finally continuing, "I think you should call it off for a day. Let the men rest". The generals nodded their heads and turned their attentions back to the map in front of them and started back up their previous conversation until the sound of several guards rushing past the tent caught their attention. Moving out of the tent, with The Doctor, the generals followed the guards in a slower jog until finally they reached the commotion and group of soldiers that encircled Sonya and Aravis. With eyebrows raised, they pushed past the guards and confronted Sonya and Aravis, "What is the meaning behind your appearance in our encampment?!" the one general roared, "Their with me sir" The Doctor quickly intervened, stepping through the guards and standing next to the two young women he knew, "They are a bit slow so it took them a while to get here but..none the less they are with me. I will break them in this night sir, i apologize for their rudeness".

The generals nodded and removed themselves from the commotion and dispersed the crowd with one loud order, "Back to your stations!" they roared as The Doctor turned his attention over to Sonya and Aravis, "Nice driving" he mumbled with a smirk to Sonya.

"Flying the TARDIS while angels try to break in? Piece of cake." Sonya whispered back to him with a i wide grin o d her own. "Though inning yoy was the problem. Do you know even while your in one place, your energy fluctuates like mad. Took me forever just to find you." She added in an undertone as they began their walk back into the encampment. "So... Troy. You certain it's safe for us to be here? It's a rather large battle..." biting down on her lip, she ducked her head slightly when several of the men they passed cast annoyed glances at them. Apparently women aren't very welcome in battlefields, much less the encampments. "what exactly are we going to do?"

(on my phone so ignore the short reply)

Mal stared on with bewilderment as the Doctor and Sonya began talking. She trailed behind them as they began to move and bowed her head awkwardly, avoiding any eye contact. A new wave of nerves hit Mal and she sighed heavily in an attempt to ebb it away. "Can't we just get back to the TARDIS and leave?" She muttered the question quietly, paranoid that the soldiers around her will be listening in. They got here thanks to the blue box and Sonya's piloting so why couldn't they just ditch this place? Especially now since they had the Doctor at the controls..

The Doctor glanced around the encampment and nodded in agreement to Aravis's conclusion, glancing back at her to make sure she was the one that said it as he could barely hear it in the first place. "No" He mumbled, glancing back to the encampment and the various soldiers patrolling it and pausing for a moment, standing ideally by in the middle, "She's right. We need to get out of here as quick as we can. Troy is one big fixed point..the long we are here the bigger the chance that we change something important. We need to go...now". Turning on his heel, The Doctor strode back to the TARDIS and quickly inserted the key and opened the doors to allow Sonya and Aravis to enter first, "Come on then. A little bit of allons-y" he called out to them, peering over his shoulder to make sure nobody was watching them.

Sonya ducked her head slightly and walked into the TARDIS, welcoming the hum that seemed to wrap around her in greeting. "Right then, angels. Troy... Why on earth would they send you here in the first place?" She asked finally, turning around to face the Doctor after reaching the console, a frown flitted across her face as another thought struck her. "And again, why would they be chasing just one girl. That was a horde of angels outside of that building, all after her." She added, nodding over towards Mal as her arms crossed her chest and leaned back against the edge of the controls. "I mean, its understandable if there is only one person left in the city, or even the fact that she was closer, but usually it's only one or two that will chase after one person. Never as many as that..."
Returning her attention to the Doctor, she raised an eyebrow questionably, trying to prompt an answer from him. "You act like you knew what would happen... You knew those angels would get you..."

The Doctor pondered the questions deeply as he leaned up against the TARDIS control console, rubbing the back of his head as he did so, "I don't know" he mumbled, "Maybe they wanted me to see something. Something to prove to me how powerful they are..lure me into a trap maybe. The angels have never been this coordinated before..there's someone else..someone telling them what to do. Guiding them through their actions...but who?". Glancing around the TARDIS room for a moment, The Doctor finally snapped out of his gaze with a sniff as he reached into his breast pocket and yanked out a ring. Taking a step towards Aravis, he handed her the ring, "It's a bio damper. It will hide you from anything scanning for your biological signature. I don't think the angels will be scanning for you but if someone else is working with them then they might be tracking you and this will protect you".

With a nod, The Doctor placed the ring into Aravis's hand and turned his attention back to the TARDIS, "I need to get the TARDIS out of sight and some place safe.." he mumbled before glancing over to Sonya and Aravis with a growing smirk, "Then we can do some digging". Yanking down the lever, the TARDIS throttled through the time vortex, de-materializing from the encampment and within seconds, materializing behind the walls of Troy, adjacent to their palace garden.

Sonya ran to the door and poked her head out to make sure it was clear before turning around and nodding at the two with a grin and opening the door all the way to step out. Turning around in a circle, she studied the area with a small grin plastered across her face before facing the TARDIS again. "Alright, so what exactly do you plan to do with the 'digging'? Its not like we really fit in here, and from what I remember... Troy isn't friendly towards outsiders. You stick out like a sore thumb at that suit of yours." She added, eyeing the outfit he wore critically then glancing down at herself. "Then again... I do too, so I really have no right to criticize. But what's done is done, where shall we start, Doctor man?"

To be in the TARDIS again gave Mal a sense of relief. However, the feeling was short lived once the heavy questions were asked. Mal just figured her bad luck brought the angels to her building. But was Sonya suggesting they were really after her? "No, w-why would they want me? I'm no one. I'm j-just a blasted barista.." She paled again and took hold of the closest rail as not to lose her balance as her head began to ache. She had been barely paying attention to the conversation around her but lifted her head when the Doctor approached. She opened her hand so he could drop the ring into it and was soon eying it curiously. Bio dampener? How does that even work? Weird alien tech, she concluded. "You can't really be thinking that, uh, someone is looking for me." Nonetheless, Mal slipped the ring onto her right middle finger before leaning on the railing once again.

At the mention of clothing Mal looked down to stare at her attire. It wasn't exactly fitting for this era..

"Right now" The Doctor mumbled, glancing over to Aravis, "I'm thinking a lot of things so putting that one just might help. And i will take any bit of help i can get"; pausing quickly, he pondered Sonya's questions then finally an idea popped into his mind and he rushed over to the console, yanking the scanner over to him. Eyeing it for a moment, The Doctor nodded then activated a portion of the scanner, roaring it to life as he rolled his hands over the controls then glanced back over to the two young women near him. "You want to look like you belong?" He asked them rhetorically as he dashed to the side of Aravis and glanced over to a portion of the TARDIS control room, near his coat rack, just as a closet suddenly rose from beneath the ramp floor. The floor closed shut just as the closet hovered down to it and the doors creaked open, revealing seemingly endless Trojan attire and other clothes and armor from that time period, "Pick out what you'd like" he told them, gesturing to the open closet with his head as he placed his hands nonchalantly into his pockets, "We'l be looking for anything that doesn't match or..feels weird when you are near it. Alien more or less....".

Sonny's eyed the armour longingly as she watched through the clothes idly. "I can't wear what I like, wouldn't exactly blend in wearing army clothes." She mumbled while holding up a tunic and tilting her head to the wide while studying it curiously. Finally shrugging in defeat, she tucked the outfit and a pair of leather sandals under a arm before wandering out of the control room to find some place to get changed. "Why aren't you getting dressed?" Sonya eyed the doctor after returning, her hands planned on her hips as she raised an eyebrowat the doctors suit and converse. "You'll stick utlike a neon sign with that on."

Mal watched the Doctor with weary eyes as he moved about. Her eyes slowly drifted to the clothes displayed for them to pick from and she sighed heavily. May as well go with the flow, right? She honestly didn't know how much use she would be to these two detective-like people, but she could tag along. Hopefully nothing terrible would happen to her, but Mal was too afraid to think that considering something bad almost always occurred anyway. Mimicking Sonya, she snatched a tunic and sandals before retreating into a room off to the side. She still couldn't believe what appeared to be a small booth really held several rooms inside. Mal changed as quickly as she could. She worked her hair into a braid and sighed in relief when she found she left a hair tie on her wrist. Accomplishing this, Mal walked out to the console room again and sighed rather dramatically. This was proving to be a stressful day. The understated thought caused Mal to chuckle under her breath.

"Nah!" The Doctor protested the newly dressed Sonya and Aravis, "Just walk about like you own the place, works for me. Didn't exactly belong in many places when i had rainbow clothing on but i still got around" he added with a chuckle before moving over to the double doors. Extending out his arms, The Doctor promptly opened the TARDIS doors and stepped out onto the soft, wet grass of the palace garden beneath him and took in a whiff of the cold night's breeze as it slithered past him. The grin on his face enlarged when he dashed over to the stone railing and gazed out onto the magnificent dimly lit city enclosed by the gargantuan stone wall. "Brilliant" The Doctor mumbled as his eyes gazed over the seemingly endless buildings and huts that lined cobble stone streets and went on into the night's sky until hitting the wall that protected the people within it's boarders, "The most brilliant city of it's time..well..apart from the Romans but still..that wall protected them for years and years."/ The Doctor paused as he guessed that by now the two of them were either beside him or behind him. With a swift turn, he spun his attention back towards them, "Two days. We have two days until Troy falls after they bring in the Trojan horse. Until then we have to find what ever is here and get out." he told them firmly, "No falling in love with Trojan men, no wondering off. Got it? Troy is filled, jam packed with fixed points. You change even one and a domino affect will go off".

"Oh well now you've just ruined the whole trip for me." Sonya teased him lightly, pretending to pout for a moment before turning around to view the city spread out before them in wonder. Her eyes picking up faint shadows moving around on the streets below that she guessed would be people walking about. "I mean, what is the point in going to ancient Troy if I can't get one of the many handsome soldiers to fall in love with me? Imagine it, be like Romeo and Juliet and everything. But if you insist..." She sighed dramatically before spinning around and grabbing his arm to tug him down the pathway. "Let's get going, all serious and business, yeah?" Sonya flashed a smile over at Mal, her eyes sparkling with excitement as they began their decent into the city. "Couldn't imagine anything more fun than this, can you?"

Mal was muttering something about 'weird kinks' when the Doctor stated he would not be changing into era appropriate attire. As she walked up with the others and peered out over the city and couldn't help but gasp in amazement. This made her wonder why she ever thought history or traveling the world, no matter the date, was boring and a waste of time. She couldn't help but grin dumbly at Sonya. That certainly helped lift some of the tension from Mal's shoulders and she followed with a little kick to the dirt as the three of them drew closer to the city below.

"Oh, I totally can. One time I fell off a bridge during a school hiking trip. That was loads of fun. Landed face first in the mud, five feet off the ground." Her voice was dripping with amused sarcasm.

The Doctor smiled brightly as he, Sonya and Aravis strolled down the cobble stone pathway that eventually lead in the seemingly endless building lined streets filled with people, merchants, guards and city folk alike. Glancing around, The Doctor scrutinized each person that passed them by, some looking over at The Doctor's attire but many just passing by, their minds paying strict attention to their daily activity. "Something big. Something so obvious that there's no way anybody could miss it" The Doctor explained to Sonya and Aravis what he was looking for just as a crowd of people ran past them, followed by another, then another.

Finally the amount of people running past him, caught the attention of the The Doctor, who spun around and curiously watched the people run to the front of the city where the main gates where located. "No" The Doctor mumbled, catching a glimpse of the infamous Trojan horse, "Too soon! Something's messing with time. This is a fixed point that cannot be changed" he explained further as he climbed up onto a merchants table to get a better view as everyone from the streets ran up to the wooden horse, "If this fixed point is changed then it could send a shock wave through the entirety of time and space big enough to.....".

Sonya froze next to the Doctor, her eyes locked on the large wooden horse that she knew held dozens of soldiers that would pop out once the town went to sleep and slaughter them all. "Well... Isn't there something we could do. Distract the townspeople then push the horse out of the gate where it can sit there until the time comes for them to bring it back in." She flashed a hopeful look up at the Doctor then grimaced. "No forget about that, nothing could distract them from the giant wooden horse, even if it was to save their lives." Her attention returned to the crowd of people all gathered around, talking excitedly and cheering as the horse was drug into the center for all to see. They had no idea, they really had no idea how bad their lives will be in the next few hours. Her hands came up and rubbed at her arms unconsciously as a sudden chill washed over her. Listening to history in a classroom was fine, but Sonya didn't really care to see it actually happen right in front of her at all.
Looking back up at the Doctor, she frowned slightly and pulled on his arm to get him moving again. To where she didn't know, but she didn't want to be there anymore. "What can we do, Doctor? It's been done, and unless you happen to have a handy vortex manipulator to go back and appear on the other side of that gate before the horse was discovered. I doubt we can do anything at all..."

"Fixed point? I may not be that smart but I'm pretty sure fixed means 'remain in the same place'. What the heck could have changed it..?" Mal was staring at the wooden horse with large eyes. She could feel curiosity and fear rise in her, causing her anxiety to spike yet again. Now she really wished she would have paid attention in history class. But the old society stuff just didn't interest her. What even happened here? Well, Mal pieced together that, considering this is a war, all these people were going to get brutally slaughtered. Great. Mal began to bounce on the heels of her feet in order to expel some of her jitters.

"Why don't you use that TARDIS of yours? Pretty sure I was told it traveled through time.."

The Doctor gritted his teeth together as he glanced between the horse then at Sonya and Aravis until finally jumping down from the table and huddling them together into a circle. "No, i cannot go back into my own time line..strict rules with time lines." He started, replying to Aravis's questions, "Only something very powerful could change a fixed point. My people..the Time Lords, could at the height of their reign..just years before the time war. Something would have had to of happen to force them to construct the horse two days in advance..what? We will never know. What is important now is getting back to the TARDIS before the slaughter begins". Just before he was going to grab their hands to help them start off into a run, there were echo's of people screaming and blood being split roaring throughout the city. Flames burst onto every single flammable object inside of the city, bringing new light that spread across the entire city within several moments. The Doctor stopped and spun around to witness the horror in front of his eyes, the images he saw reflecting in his eyes like glass and his mind flashing through the images of the Time War.

Then suddenly, there was a burst of energy then pulsated throughout the entire city, the continent and eventually, the world. Within the blink of an eye, Gallifrey stood looming over the Earth, glaring down at it as it grew closer to the Earth. "No..." The Doctor hissed, peering up at Gallifrey in complete horror and shock, "They can't..have...".

TO...BE...CONTINUED. (QUE DOCTOR WHO MUSIC LOL)

(That is just a horrible ending and you know it punk )

(Horrible because you didn't think of it and...a bit true because i rushed it. I wanted to get this RP over and done with so we can start the Event procedures)

(And how is this going to work?)