My Collection of Doctor Who drabbles.
The Corsair on Earth.
Third Doctor.
" Doctor."
The voice made the Doctor, who was working on some electronic mumbo-jumbo with intense concentration, jump. The irate Time Lord turned to face the speaker, only to jump in delight. " Corsair! What're you doing on Earth?"
The other Time Lord grinned. " Oh, I'm just passing through. Heard about your exile, though." The Corsair's grin slide off like mercury on glass.
The Doctor, hating being reminded of his exile, frowned. " Have the Time Lords sent you?"
The Corsair at once hushed him, " Shh! They don't know I'm here." He raised his arm, showing off the ouroboros tattoo which was his trademark, where the Doctor squinted. " A vortex manipulator? Oh, Corsair..." he groaned at the sight of the primitive time machine.
The Corsair frowned. " I know, I know. But I couldn't risk my TARDIS. How's yours by the way?"
The Doctor threw the still police box a look. " It's useless to me. What're you doing here?"
Looking around in case anyone was looking, the Corsair sneaked a book out of his pocket and handed it to the Doctor. The Doctor took it and looked at the cover, and excitedly opened it before the Corsair stopped him. " What're you doing, you fool? Put it away, the Time Lords could find out!"
The Doctor hurriedly put it away. " Where did you get it?" It was the latest issue of dematerialisation theory, and it would help the Doctor enormously with his work on the TARDIS, and it would also serve as a guide to his attempt to re-educate himself with dematerialisation theory.
The Corsair tapped his nose. " For me to know, and you never to find out. See ya around, Doctor."
Tapping the manipulator, the Corsair left, leaving behind a bemused Doctor. Shrugging, he picked up the book and entered the TARDIS, where he opened the book, and his eyes caught the publisher. His eyes widened.
Property of High Cardinal Borusa.
" CORSAIR!"
i intend to write a Few more one shots about the Corsair.