Thread: Time and Time Again (SilentMist x Lanolyt)

Chiron peered into the depths of space ahead, as if somehow doing so would help him. Silly, really...when he had such excellent instruments to rely on. True, his ship was a piece of junk...literally, as it still was counted in the manifest of a scrapyard. But the instruments that measured and sensed and detected were the very best...because he'd designed them. This was the proper area. Here was roughly where the thickest of the battles in the Time wars had occurred three times. Here was where he might find a solution to the problem. The problem. As he tossed his hair back over his ancient headband, for the seventy-second time that day, the one with the gem stone no one could Identify, and made of adament metal, not the plain gold one he wore to impress people, his haunted steel gray eyes checked and rechecked his instruments. Immediate space was still clear...but he was wandering. The problem. The Time Lords blew themselves away destroying the last od the Daleks...only they missed some. And who still had weapons to face them? No on known. He patted his gray many-pocketed jumpsuit, and found an energy bar. His friends teased him about his jumpsuit with over 100 pockets, but he was able to easily carry whatever he needed with it. Now he pulled out the device. He knew it was a time punch of some kind, but it was low on power and he had not been able to find a way to charge it. But it could open a time bubble, and hopefully keep it that way for a few minutes. Which was important... Because he had studied the time wars, and some weapons were not destroyed, they simply disappeared. With all the time and energy weapons in play, that was not surprising. His right hand stroked the device, revealing a little of the burn scar that ran right up his arm. Frackin' Daleks! He would have to go back soon...but there was still a chance he could find a great weapon, if only he could locate a large time pocket. He glanced up and watched a distant comet move slowly...the do it again over the same course. Suddenly, he was excitedly entering data as he laughed. His eyes had been better than all the instruments. He thumbed on the environment bubble and moved the ship right into the heart of the time bubble. When he activate the device, the bubbles merged and he was... Elsewhere and frantically looking around. There were no obvious weapons in this large curved space, but there was.... A Time Lord. Or Lady to be more precise. With generous curves and a sweet face to match. He darted forward as she seemed a little off track. Quickly, or we'll both be trapped! Wrapping his arms around her, he activated the device, which separated the bubbles again, and nudged them both back into the protective environment. He watched in horror, as the bubble they had just escaped collapsed in on itself, utterly destroying anything inside. Safe in the ship, at least relatively safe in this piece of junk, he stepped back and released her. I'm Chiron, and I hope you can help me, or my trip was worthless...as will be my life. You see, I'm from Proxima five, and the Daleks will destroy it as soon as they can. So, you are what made this trip worthwhile, though finding you was a shocker. Will you help defeat the Daleks? He quickly filled her in on the desperate situation, even as he pulled the ship out of that region of space.