When Skippy had given us our mission to Traken, sapphire and I had no idea wheat was going to occur on Bruce, and, therefor, thought little about it.
No, in fact, we were quite happy to have some alone time, as we hadn't had any since before having to appear in court on Zenobia Station.
So, I set the trans-temporal coordinates to Traken at the time of Consul Tremas and set the trip to give us a few years of non-time to enjoy each others...company.
In the interest of speeding my tale along, the intervening decade or so of naked debauchery shall be skipped and I will move straight on to my Time Travel Capsule materializing in the grove on Traken.
The assigned mission went perfectly smoothly and I got the samples of the fungus Skippy wanted. Before we left, sapphire decided she wanted to get some flowers to put in the library of my TARDIS, so she went back out.
Unfortunately, no sooner had she stepped out of the TARDIS, than the cloister bell began tolling.
Before she could even turn, the doors slammed shut and the TARDIS dematerialized, initiating Emergency Protocol One, sending me back through the vortex, toward Bruce... Alone.
In the Traken grove, however, sapphire was able to determine what had happened.
In the exact spot my TARDIS had once stood, a new TARDIS, in the form of a 1960's era London police box materialized. Taking cover, sapphire proceeded to observe the events of the next few days, involving the Melkur, the Doctor, Adric, Tremas and the Keeper of Traken. Her hope was to hitch a ride with the Doctor until she could get back to Bruce.
During these events, sapphire witnessed a decayed and burned idividual repeatedly emerge from the Melkur, which lead her to realize it was, in fact, a Gallifreyan TTC, as well.
During an apparent confrontation inside of it, she witenessed the Doctror actually break his way out, leading her to realize it was her chance.
Sneaking into the strange Time Travel Capsule, she found herself almost immediately lost and confused as to the layout of this TARDIS. She found herself, eventually, in the holding cells, where, in one, poorly lit cell, she heard a voice singing in the dark.
"Hello?" She said. At first, the only response was something to do with homosexual Inuits.
"Hello?" sapphire again asked.
"Oh! Hi!" came an unexpectedly cheery voice from within the cell.
"Who are you, sweetheart?" sapphire inquired.
The response, unfortunately, was somewhat incomprehensible, as the circuits of the Time Travel Capsule they were in had become damaged, thereby limiting the translation function.
Without missing a beat, however, sapphire responded, "Okay, sweetheart. I'm sapphire. Do you want me to let you out of there?"
The stranger nodded and sapphire released the latch.
Out walked a ginger woman, slightly smaller than sapphire. She wore typically Trakenite clothing, though clearly muddied and worn. Though clearly having been a prisoner, her green eyes were rather bright5 and cheerful. Frankly, the overall effect, I'm told, gave sapphire the feeling of someone who, having been a prisoner for an extended period of time, decided to just tell reality to hang itself and went on to try and force the Whole Kind of General Mish-Mash to become something closer to a children's television programme just to have something interesting to watch.
The two of them left the holding cells, sapphire trying to walk cautiously and the Trakenite, well, SKIPPING, toward the console room of this TARDIS. sapphire, having watched Lestor and me pilot our TARDISes many times, was quite capable of doing so, herself, so she knew this would be her ticket back to Bruce.
Unfortunately, upon reaching the console, however, sapphire became somewhat destraught by the fact that the Doctor's rather dramatic exit damaged the capsule, fusing it's trans-temporal coordinates to the 100 Billion, and setting the ship to then transform itself into marshmallow immediately upon rematerialization.
This seemed to be a hopeless issue, so sapphire started looking for anything helpful. All she found was a manky fob watch.
Fortunately, at this point, the two heard the sound of a TARDIS engine materializsing outside. So they left.
Upon reaching the grove again, they were greeted by a newly materialized TARDIS in the form of a Terran ice cream van. When the doors openned, a Time Lord with salt and pepper hair emerged in a black waistcoat and striped trousers. His dark eyes were cold and viscious. He walked directly up to sapphire and her new Trakenite associate.
"I am The Master and you will ob...WHOOF!"
This was all he got out as sapphire swiftly kicked him in the crotch and ran past him with her new friend, stealing his TARDIS on the way.
As I previously recounted, the two TARDISes arrived on Bruce at the same time. I won't bore you all with the whole "joyous reunion" bit (but it DID involve handcuffs, lime jelly and the use of an anti-grav chamber.)
After a few hours, we realized we were being watched by sapphire's new Trakenite friend.
In a cheerful voice, she asked, "Can I play, too?"
Several hours after, we decided, since sapphire was sapphire, the ginger Trakenite with the green eyes was now going to be emerald.
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