Blast to the Past (Second)

[Cipher]

Cipher was getting used to Earth itself and had forced her to learn to walk on it. She had learned by centering herself and pushing out the sensations away. It had taken her quite a while to get used to, much longer than a year and several visits to the toilet later, she managed to do it without being left in a sense of having vertigo. She however, still was learning to fly, it was difficult for her. Cipher had no previous training AT ALL. There was no way she could have, she didn't even know what she was. All that she knew is she could feel the whole universe in motion and time itself seemed to constantly be exposed to her mind, she saw it all. Past, Present, and Future, honestly it gave her a migraine if she tried to look at all at once. It was a wonder she wasn't mad as a hatter.

Cipher was moving around the console that looked like something out of the original star trek series and had a hammer in her hand as she banged various knobs that required it used the other knobs and buttons with her free hand.

"Oops!" She exclaimed as she noticed she turned the knob a little too far and she was flung across the room as the room seemed to spin a little too much. Once she was against the wall safely she flung herself back to console to turn the knob to a more leveling place.

Cipher had no idea that that the ship had spinned into Earth 1966 atmosphere at a rather fast rate. When she hit the knob it had landed by hitting an alley wall.

Cipher was laughing as she held on to the console as best she could and dragged herself to the part of the console that told her the date. 1966, London, England. She grinned widely as she ran off towards the wardrobe. She hadn't been to London before, Cardiff yes, London no. Since it wasn't too uncommon for women to wear pants, she threw a pair of hipsters on, a plaid shirt, and her vintage converses. She loved her converses, not sure why. As she ran out, grabbing a gray cartigan on her way out just incase it was cool, and that it was once got out. No one seemed to have noticed a ship spinning through the atmosphere. Seemed, being the operative word.

Cipher grinned as locked the ship's door which still had the appearance of a red telephone box. It was a bit different than the form she was used and there was an out of order sign on it still. It made her smile as she walked out of the area, off to find an adventure. A smile painted on her face as she heard an explosion, she was unaware there seemed to be an invasion going on, on earth.

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[The Second Doctor]

He could hear them. He could hear them all. A thousand cries of terror, millions more screams of worry and death, and he could hear them all. 

They rose from the ground. He couldn't believe it, but they did. For the first (and hopefully last) time he could remember, the Doctor found himself in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. 

He'd been through some crazy things, but he had never seen zombies. And they had successfully invaded London. Zombies possessed London.

One doesn't simply stop a zombie invasion, it's more complicated than that.

Especially not when you were a time-traveler. His last mission in this time zone was to retrieve his sonic screwdriver. He had left it in a nearby alley, and that's where his Tardis was parked. 

He ran out the door, and the first thing he saw, to his surprise, what another call box. A red one, though. 

He hoped she hadn't seen him materialize. He waves just in case.
"Excuse me, have you seen a small rod, kind of like a pen light?" he asked.

[Cipher]

Cipher was rather oddly dressed, she knew that much was true. It was a surprise when someone addressed her. He was a man, a good three inches taller than she was, standing there. He was an older man and his hair reminded Cipher oddly of the Beetles. Oh well, no time to think on that.

"Excuse me, have you seen a small rod, kind of like a pen light?"

"Oh no, I'm sorry, I don't believe I have," Cipher commented and began to survey the area, looking for something of the description the man had given her. It was then she saw something on the ground and she approached it in quick strides. It was then the sounds invaded her ears, they were screams. "What's going on?" She asked, visibly startled at what she was hearing.

Cipher showed him the small rod that fit his description, but mentally she was trying to untangle the threads that made up the timeline and see all the possiblilities of what was and is. It was giving mind quite a bit of stress because regardless, all she saw was bodies and well, zombies. Cipher had no idea what she was doing, according to Gallifrey, she was a child, no more than andolescent.

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