Review:Good! Was Vashtra in her for or was she covered? Because the girl (was that Jenny?) didn't freak out until later. (Hellosweetie4737)
A: It was indeed Jenny, however Jenny has this defence mechanism of putting on a tough sarcastic "I'm not scared of you" face. She isn't easily frightened.
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Chapter 2: A New Home, A New Life
Vastra and The Doctor walked side by side thought the foreign narrow alleyways of Cheapside, doing their best to avoid human eyes. " I know a place that is nearby, well knew, well... nevermind. There is a place nearby that I believe will suit someone of your needs, it's called the 'Gin Palace', fairly cheap and should be enough to get you on your feet. You can even try to get a job there too. Get yourself a little income." The Doctor stopped and fished into his pockets, pulling out two large books and handing them to Vastra. "Read these, they should be very helpful. Vastra looked from the Doctor, to the books, to the Doctors coat. "How did you...?" He smiled at her and winked "Time Lord pockets, bigger on the inside."
They rounded the corner and found themselves in front of an old rundown building. "Here we are, The Gin Palace. Sounds fancy. Doesn't look fancy." The Doctor opened the door and walked in, Vastra in tow behind him. "When I start talking, just walk up the stairs. Don't let people see you either." Vastra nodded and the Doctor walked up to the manager, she slipped up the stairs quietly as the Doctor slipped the man a wad of notes. "For the year" She heard him say.
The Doctor walked up the stairs to see Vastra standing by the door. "It's locked." She said bluntly. The Doctor handed her the key and she opened the lock, looking forward to seeing her new home. She stared at the room, then pivoted around to face the doctor. "A bed, a human kitchen, and a bucket?" She walked over and picked up the bucket. "What is this thing even for? Do I cook with it?" The Doctor chuckled at the notion of cooking with it, then grimaced. "Uhm, no. Please don't cook with that. It is called a chamberpot, it is used for... well waste. Human.. bodily waste. Nasty stuff, you wouldn't like it." Vastra looked from him, to the bucket, then back to the Doctor, skeptically. She leaned her head closer to the bucket and sniffed it, then promptly threw it across the room in disgust. "So uncivilized and REVOLTING! These APES use buckets! Where does it even go? They must get full at some point, and surely they aren't time lord clamberbots." The Doctor walked over to the window and made a chucking motion. "Also, they are called chamberpots, not clamberbots. Big difference, I have met Clamberbots, they are much more intimidating." Vastra looked around the room and sighed. "I guess I have no other choice, do I." The Doctor nodded in response. "Correct, Not unless you want to be put on display and paraded around as a monster." Vastra shook her head at the thought of it, she had too much pride to bring herself down to that.
The Doctor took one final look around and smiled "Well, I best be off then, worlds to save. Good luck, Vastra. You know how to reach me if you need me." He turned on his heel after giving her a majestic yet goofy bow, then left the room. She barely had a chance to sigh before he barged in again. "oh! Silly me, I forgot the most important things. Here is your new veil and gloves. Wear them in public so people can't see that you are, well, different. Some people can't handle a couple of scales. Now remember, keep your temper in check, anger is ALWAYS the shortest distance to a mistake. Humans may be uncivilized now, but they are a young species, they are growing. They need patience." He handed her the dark veil and gloves and waltzed out of the room, mumbling to himself about where he parked the TARDIS.
Vastra walked down the stairs, figuring that it would be better to ask sooner than later about a job. The manager was sitting at the counter, waiting for a customer, ANY customer to come in. She walked up to him and smiled the best she could (it was really rather frightening). "Hello, I would like a job." The man stared at her, his mouth agape and his eyes wide. She waved a hand in front of his face "Hello? Job please." The man backed up into the back room, then came hurrying out, shoving a poster into her hands and returning to the counter. She looked at him, then back at the poster. It was very colourful, and clearly NOT a job application. She sighed and went back up to her room.
Vastra trudged into the room, tossing the poster on the ground in frustration, she knew she shouldn't have expected a great reaction, after all she was... she looked down at her hands and made a frustrated sound. She had forgotten to put on the veil and gloves, that man had seen her true face, THAT is why he didn't give her the job. She picked up the poster off the floor, holding it in front of herself she read: 'Henry Gordon Jago Presents: MONSTRE GATHERING', then below that it said in bold letters: We are looking for new monsters to display, owners will be paid well for their services.' She crumpled the piece of paper up and tossed it aside. She wouldn't stoop that low. No way. She would go looking for jobs tomorrow, for now she needed sleep. Maybe before looking for jobs tomorrow she would start looking at the two books the Doctor gave her 'Victorian society and culture' and 'Human behaviour'. After reading those she would know for sure that she was a Silurian woman, living in a human mans world.