On our way, we encountered many people who were confused about what we were doing. Understandable, since everyone was going in the same direction, and we were going in the opposite direction. I could hear everyone shouting things at us, in a different language each time, and yet I understood every word of it. They were all basically telling us to go with them. One of them actually bumped in on me.
"What are you doing?" the voice was definitely human.
"Me and the Doc wanna ask you the same thing." I replied.
"Ah! Making friends already." the Doctor turned to us.
"I wouldn't say that." I said.
"Who are you two?" the human (a woman) asked, "What are you doing?"
"We're just passing through." the Doctor explained, "What are you doing?"
"I'm..." the woman hesitated, "It's none of your business."
"Very well." the Doctor said, "We'll off then."
"No wait!" the woman tried to stop us.
"Make up your mind!" I complained.
This was when we saw the very source of her fear. At the end of the street, there were a group of armored men, weaving guns, walking in formation. I can't say I'm completely familiar with this side of the universe, but you don't have to be an expert to recognize these men for what they were: soldiers.
"Oh I see." the Doctor said, "You didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition."
"Nobody ever does." I remarked.
One of these soldiers approached us. The woman hid herself behind us.
"Identify yourselves." the soldier said.
"Well, I'm the Doctor." the Doctor replied, "And this is my assistant."
"And who is that woman behind you?" he asked, "Are you harboring a fugitive?"
The Doctor needed a minute to think about it: "I don't know. Are you a fugitive?"
He asked this to the woman, who was visibly terrified of answering that question.
"Raised temperature, transpiration levels high." the soldier said, "She's hiding something. Take them!"
All of the soldiers had their guns pointing at us.
"Well done, Doc." I said sarcastically, "You dragged us into trouble. Again."
"Sure I did." the Doctor replied, "I mean, you started talking to that woman, and yet I somehow got us into..."
"Wait a minute!" I interrupted, "I didn't start anything! She started talking to me!"
"Quiet both of you." the soldier spoke, though he sounded hollow as he spoke.
Suddenly, the woman pushed us both away and raised her hands. While she didn't actually touch the soldier, she somehow managed to throw him away.
"Jedi!" I heard some of the soldiers shout.
They all started firing their guns, but the woman had... some kind of light-stick in her pockets, with which she stopped the attacks. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that stick looked a lot like the light-sabers from the Galaxy Wars movies. The shots that her stick deflected hit the soldiers. It didn't take long before they were down. Unfortunately, her actions drew the attention of other soldiers.
"Come along." the Doctor told her, "I know a way out."
He ran into an alley, and not knowing what else to do, both the woman and me followed.
"Why did he say he knows a way out?" the woman asked me, "I sense an uncertainty."
"Anywhere is still better than here." I replied.
Through these alleys, we somehow found our way back to the Tardis. Once we were inside, we could take a deep breath. Well, the Doctor and I could, but the woman was shocked at what she found inside.
"It's... bigger on the inside?" she said.
"Indeed." the Doctor couldn't help himself, he just had to be smug about it.
"I hope Vader doesn't find out about this thing." the woman breathed.
"Who's Vader?" I asked.
The woman looked at me surprised: "You don't know? Have you been living under a heap of sand for the past hundred years?"
"Of course not, my lady." the Doctor explained.
"Maen." the woman said, "Maen Solo."
"Of course not, miss Solo." the Doctor corrected himself, "As I've said, we're just passing through."
"Looks like there's a lot of history around here that we're not aware of." I stated.
"Yes." the Doctor agreed, "And I wouldn't be much of a Time Lord if I didn't know this bit of history."