Climbing back into the time ship, he closed the door and moved to the console. Inputting new coordinates as the other Doctor looked on with amusement, he activated the time drive. A short, sharp grinding noise and the visible moving parts stuttered and inched along, stopping in a shower of sparks and several loud bangs. The illusion was now lying across the girders holding up the walkway above with his back to the wall, lazily running his fingers over the cabin shielding as the Doctor peeled of the spacesuit. "What you need are more circles." The Doctor was under the control panel that just blew, assessing the damage. "So what are these circles made of?"
The Doctor stopped for a moment to think about the question. He shrugged off the idea and continued fixing the console. The repairs nearly complete, he started summarizing his situation:
"Our course intersected a nuclear fission explosion.
"The Tachyon web plucked the TARDIS out of the timestream.
"Exotic fragments, combined with the web, holds the TARDIS in a state of stasis within the sphere of the event.
"The speed of time passing outside will cause the us to be stuck in here, where time is passing normally, for 10,086 years (That is unacceptable, I will run out of fish fingers in 8 years) and the TARDIS will not move until the debris has dissipated, if only we had passed by this planet two minutes ago.
"That's it, I just need to move the TARDIS two minutes into the past." He jumped up, "How can I move the TARDIS when the TARDIS will not move?
"Wait, what did you say?" He frowned at the idiot with his face.
"I'm hungry, did you say we had fish fingers? Any custard?"
"You can't be hungry, you're not really here," he was angry, "Now, what did you say?"
"Oh, oh yes, I said we need more circles here."
Circles was the answer, he activated the voice interface, "Where is the default control room?"
A computer voice answered, "Deck three, section nine."
"Why couldn't it be closer," he said out loud.
"Deck one, section two."
"I love this ship," he smiled, leaving the control room, he turned left and disappeared from view, a second later he passed the opening again going the other way.
In the default control room, the Doctor began peeling the panels from the wall, each one hexagonal in shape with a large circle contoured into it, as he pulled them he disconnected a cable from the back. Placing them in an ever increasing pile behind him. The other looked on, "Are you going to help?"
"Like you said, I'm not really here." he continued to observe, mildly amused.