"Now that...was a way to make an exit," The Doctor chuckles, flipping switches and clicking buttons as he escapes yet another dangerously fun situation, somehow involving Zygon. Sighing he sits back breathing gently as he waits for his 'Sexy' to land him somewhere else that's hopefully safe but fun. Suddenly he hears an odd screech and a quieter thump. Standing he opens a door right into a strange looking cinema room, a documentary on space, already running quietly in the backround.
Walking slowly down to the middle seat in the middle row, the Doctor stops, sitting down and staring at the screen as if paying attention to the movie, even though he's simply waiting for the stranger, a seemingly young human girl to speak. When she does, the Doctor becomes even more confused than he was before. "I...am alone," the girl murmurs, barely loud enough for anyone to hear over the narrator, "I am...lost."
The Doctor simply nods, turning to the girl and saying, "Like I once was." She turned to him, tilting her head for a moment before saying, "I am Madrelir, from what once was the planet Procyon. My people were destroyed by a race filled with such rage, there was not a single Procyonian that could save themselves, let alone the horrid monsters that destroyed my planet and forced me into living my eternity alone."
The Doctor grimaced at that, sure he already knew the 'monsters' she was referring to, not even realizing how wrong he was. Madrelir looks down at herself, eyes widening as she noticed her state of dress. "I'm wearing a cloth," she said, almost as if shocked by the sheet and not by her nakedness under the cloth.
She stood, letting the cloth covering drop from her six foot tall body, revealing a very non-human form. Her cheeks are almost razor sharp and her neck is model thin, her hair is a bright blonde and runs river long, all the way down to the bottom of her back.