Leaning on the console Curristan stood deep in thought. He was still getting used to his new persona and body, with all the new eccentricities that he now had. He noticed that he seemed to have a more bubbly persona with puns seeming to be a favourite thing of his. He also seemed to have a new great liking about pies...which he found he had when he had eaten several different varieties and found it to be his new favourite food.

However he now felt aimless and unsure what to do. He had during the Time War been set a goal but now it was over and he had regenerated, the future was now more uncertain than ever for him. He knew that he would be in essence now like the Doctor, a renegade and wanderer and would be happy to be that.

He had a good feeling about his new incarnation. He felt the happiest he had been since his academy days, though he did miss the fact he could no longer go home and catch up with his friends. He also missed Romana, who was now somewhere out in the Universe probably making a new life. It was going to be a new challenge but one he was looking forward to.

Suddenly a sharp chirp from the console caught Curristan's attention. Checking the console readings he could see that there was a disturbance on a planet not too far from his current location. He could see that the planet was an industrial world with quite high pollution levels in the atmosphere. Also data that the planet was under corporate rule did make his mind prepare for a hostile reception.

'Though it would never be as bad as facing Daleks' he mused.

Chuckling to himself, he input the co-ordinates of the world and set the TARDIS in motion.

Samantha was extremely stressed. Her life of twenty four years has been one of repetitive motions with constant shifts at the biggest conglomerate on Galenta. She had hoped that she would one day be able to travel and expand her horizons somewhat. However all she had to look forward in reality to was reports and more reports.

'I hope one day someone can come and pluck me from this mess...oh well I suppose that one day things will change. Though fat chance that will happen...'

Suddenly her supervisor stalked past which made her hurriedly continue the report she was working on. Her mood was pretty miserable and she still had an hour left for work to run. She was looking forward to getting a nice drink at the local bar, despite how high prices were these days.

In her mind she felt that life wasn't really what she had hoped. Hydrox Corp which pretty much ran the planet ruled with an iron fist. The rules and regulations which governed daily life was making her hate her existence.

However the ways to get off the planet were almost scarce, with permission needed from the planetary government to travel anywhere. Her chances of achieving that were extremely small as wages were not that much, covering just enough to get by. Also you needed to be a shareholder of the company to receive the preferential treatment, which was only a small fraction of the population.

The TARDIS materialised just a short distance away from Galenta. Looking on the console Curristan had a quick glance at the date.

'Three Thousand and Thirty Six, Second Quarter. So quite a prosperous period in human history.'

However when he activated the viewscreen Curristan suddenly wasn't so sure about that assessment. He could see that the world had a haze hanging over it, probably from the amount of damage the population had done to the planet. However it was definitely worth a look. Setting the controls to materialise on the surface, he prepared for what he could face when he arrived.