Interlude: Weird Days (Days 15-23)
Leanna's Journal
Day 15
Today we aimed for human space. We're looking for the Second (of Four) Great and Bountiful Human Empire, which was the one that fought with the Time Lords during the Time War. From their perspective, this all occurred during the 50th Century.
Unfortunately, it appears that we are no longer getting the help from my TARDIS that I've grown to rely so heavily upon. In other words, we are flying more or less blind.
We landed in the middle of a desert today. I have no idea which planet we're on. If I deciphered the chronometer correctly we were about 400 years too early.
Damn.
Amy's Journal
Day 15
I don't think I've ever taken the time to actually describe this TARDIS' control room. I think has to qualify for bad writing of some kind. It's much smaller than the Doctor's was. And it's mostly in white. There's a bunch of large round things that form a sort of pattern around the room.
The control panel itself is…well it's much more like you'd expect a control panel to be if you watched any science fiction. Still hexagonal, of course but there are actual switches and buttons and levers that aren't taken from a bicycle.
Of course, this all makes up for the fact that the control panel appears to have placed all crucial functions in random places between the six panels.
For instance: the two panels that I've been given have on them the Temporal Stabilizers, which prevent us from being ejected at random from the Time Vortex at random, but then on the same panel is Exit Coordination Subliminator (I think) which works with a device on one of Leanna's panels to coordinate the exit point in space.
So Leanna and I are yelling back and forth about setting this mechanism precisely and of course I don't have a clue what I'm doing, while Rory is busy yelling at Leanna about trying not to tear the fabric of reality with one of his controls, while I'm busy trying to keep us in the time vortex, and half the time, I end up hitting the food dispenser on accident and getting some Gallifreyan dish that I never wanted. Which would be less of a problem if the food dispenser switch on my control panel wasn't next to the Ephatic Beam Suppressor, which, if I understand Leanna, helps stop us from accidentally tearing the fabric of the universe to badly.
Leanna insists that we must find something called "Summit 2".
Summit 1 was apparently where the Time Lords and the rest of the Alliance of Thirteen met during the early days of the Time War. Leanna doesn't know where it is, and in any case, the Daleks destroyed it. But, according to Leanna, there is a secondary meeting point, called, unimaginatively, Summit 2.
I'm getting the feeling that the Time Lords aren't very imaginative, as a people.
Anyway, Leanna figures if we can find a suitable time during the Second Great Human Empire (or something like that), we can probably figure out where Summit 2. But with the space-time continuum being virtually infinite, I'm starting to think we'd have a better chance of finding a goldfish on Mars.
Amy's Journal
Day 16
Today was a weird day (…)
Leanna's Journal
Day 16
(…) so once we got the psychic particles out of the science center it was a rather simple matter of finding the computer chips in the control center in order to turn off the robot (…)
Amy's Journal
Day 17
(…) The colonists thought we were hostile (isn't that always the way?). We tried to explain to them that it was actually the Gratholite, but we didn't know it was called a Gratholite at the time so we ended up trying to describe the thing. Trying to describe a Gratholite is a surefire way to get yourself thrown in a mental institution of course, so in the end (…)
Leanna's Journal
Day 17
(…) One of the mental patients who was under the impression that she was Margaret Thatcher, in spite of being a century too late to be her was actually quite helpful in escaping the facility, though admittedly I am a little worried she'll try to invade the Falklands again (…)
Amy's Journal
Day 17
(…) All's well that ends well of course and we managed to warn the government in time.
Amy's Journal
Day 18
(…) Of course, if the TARDIS hadn't fallen into the Grand Canyon, we wouldn't have been around to prevent the world from ending at the hands of (…)
Leanna's Journal
Day 19
(…) The threat of the Cornituron still remains a very serious possibility if anybody opens that peanut butter jar. It doesn't help, of course, that the Cornituron does look suspiciously like peanut butter when shoved in a small jar.
Amy's Journal
Day 20
(…) I'm glad we stuck around (at my insistence I'll have you know). Seeing as the Cornituron is unlikely to escape from the nuclear storage device with the word DANGER plastered all over it in red, we should be safe this time. (…)
Leanna's Journal
Day 20
(…) Of course it's not strictly accurate. The Cornituron is dangerous of course, but the canister also has a bunch of warnings about radioactive materials and the Cornituron isn't actually radioactive. Well no more than you or me. (…)
Leanna's Journal
Day 21
Five planets visited today, no intelligent life on any of them. One had a breathable atmosphere and vegetation. The vegetation wasn't edible though. Shame, as those fruits looked delicious. (…)
Amy's Journal
Day 22
(…) Rory is still sick from those fruits from that planet. Leanna says he should be okay, but since she's a temporal physicist, not a doctor, I'm not taking her word for it.
Also he's started hallucinating. Seems to think that he's a Dalek.
I have no idea why. (…)
Amy's Journal
Day 23
Rory's better now. Leanna was right, but I'm still pretty sure she was lying to me when she pretended to know what was going to happen. (…)
Leanna's Journal
Day 23
For once we met a group of humans who weren't scared of us or in any kind of danger or anything like that. We had a quiet day, at last.
I've noticed we've been finding a lot of human communities. Which is probably a good sign. It means, I hope, that we're getting close to where we want to be.
It's been nine days since we left Calth – from our perspective of course. I hope soon we find our way to Summit Two soon.
I need to know what is going on.