Nikki sat on the beat up couch onboard the TARDIS, swinging her legs back and forth. "I'm bored," she whined. The Doctor - 10th incarnation, with floppy brown hair, a brown pinstripe suit, and white high-tops - smiled and pressed a few buttons.
"Well..." he started, flipping a few stitches, pressing a few more buttons, and going around the console to stand in front of her. "Where would you like to go?"
"I don't know," she replied, still slumped over, dirty blonde hair pulled over her shoulder. "Somewhere new. Somewhere I haven't been before, like... I don't know. A ship?"
"A ship it is!" he exclaimed, pressing more buttons, flipping more switches, and wizzing around the console. Nikki grabbed onto the rail behind the couch with a bored expression as the TARDIS rattled and shook. She'd been there long enough that when she was bored, not even the eccentric, crazy flight of the time machine could pull her from her boredom.
As if responding to the challenge, the TARDIS gave an extra jostle that shook Nikki from both her grip and seat right at the end. She fell to the ground with a chuckle, then stood up and brushed imaginary dust off her jeans and black t-shirt. "Okay, where are we?"
"No clue," the Doctor replied with a rather child-like smile. "You said new, and that's what she chose. Shall we go look?" he asked, nodding at the door. Nikki grinned, grabbed his hand, and bolted off.
They threw open the doors and came face-to-face with a species Nikki had never seen before. Soldiers with purple armor and strange guns. "Well, it's new. Sorta," Nikki said. The soldiers took aim. "The 'shooting at us part' sure isn't."
