callisto, an alien from a far away planet, is trapped in a museum of alien artefacts. a man with no name and only a job title finds her and invites her to join him and his companion through space and time.
invasions happen, strange visits and many m...
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THE TRIO SAT in jack's ship while he continued to make changes. callisto and the doctor sat together while rose watched at the american, smiling. bored with waiting, callisto starting picking at a stray piece of thread on her polka dot dress, not sensing the doctor's eyes watching her with a small grin.
"so, you used to be a time agent and now you're trying to con 'em?" rose asked and it snapped callisto from her fidgeting.
"if it makes me sound any better, it's not for the money." jack replied.
"for what?" rose inquired.
"woke up one morning when i was still working for them, found they'd stolen 2 years of my memories. i'd like 'em back." jack explained.
"they stole your memories?" rose asked.
"2 years of my life. no idea what i did. your friends over there don't trust me," jack started the last part when he saw the two looks both the doctor and callisto had on their faces, "and for all i know, they're right not to." a small beeping was heard. "okay, we're good to go. the crash site." he span back to face the front as rose looked to the two aliens, a little hurt at their distrust for the stranger.
jack landed close to the crash site where they then exited the ship. they started walking towards the site until they were standing outside of a barbwire fence. two army officers were below them, obviously guarding the dangerous 'bomb'.
"there it is." jack spoke up. "ah, they've got algy on duty. must be important."
"we've gotta get past." the doctor said.
callisto looked up at him, "no shit."
"are the words 'distract the guard' heading in my general direction?" rose questioned.
"i don't think that'd be such a good idea." jack responded.
"don't worry, i can handle it." rose defended.
"no, no, i've gotten to know algy quite well since i've been in town. trust me, you're not his type." jack shook his head. "i'll distract him." he started walking off, a grin on his face, "don't wait up."
rose looked up at the doctor, who said, "relax, he's a 51st century guy, who's just a bit more flexible when it comes to dancing."
"how flexible?" rose asked.
"well, by his time, you lot are spread out across half the galaxy." the doctor continued.
"meaning?" rose demanded.
"so many species, so little time." the doctor said with a smirk.
"what, that's what we do when we get out there? that's our mission, we... seek new life and- and..."
"dance." the doctor joked, chuckling.
they looked over at where jack was trying to seduce algy charmingly. suddenly, a circular object started to come out of his mouth, just like dr. constantine. his eyes turned into the goggles of a gas mask and jack stared in horror while the front of his fact turned to leather. the process of turning into one of these mindless things was truly a revolting sight.
