[roleplay] Let's take a train to Paris...

[imnot_hisgirl]

The train ride was comfortable, and surprisingly quite relaxing. Martha had a few drinks at the food cart and watched the world whiz by as she ran from what she knew into the life of an outlaw. Only for a little while, though. Just long enough for UNIT to sort out their mistakes and Sir Alistair to fix what was going on with Stryker. She had

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[handysparehand]

He stood on the streets, watching people coming and going. It was exciting, being in a new city. A new city which he knew, but didn't really know. He remembered it, but here he was living it. Shops and pedestrians and the smell of cafes and it was all incredibly exciting. It was worth being on the run. It was worth the danger. It was almost better because of it.

He smiled as he saw Martha come back from the payphones.

"Everything all right," he asked as she approached.

[imnot_hisgirl]

"Of course," she replied as easily as possible. She gave him a grin and stepped up to link her arm with his.

"UNIT feed says we're somewhere in the London area, though some sources think we might've fled to Wales. I didn't call Jack, I think Torchwood's probably got a heavy tracer on it, and significantly better equipment if they've overpowered him."

She sighed. "Never thought I'd see the day where I couldn't trust a call to Jack, of all people. Just when you think things will go one way..."

[handysparehand]

He grinned down at her as they linked arms.

"Oh, Martha, when have things ever really gone the way you thought? Besides, we can't really do much sitting here worrying. We're not in Wales, or London. Jack can handle things. The Brig will get the information, fix this."

His grin faded a little, his tone slightly more serious, "I promise."

He put the grin back on as he looked down the street in both directions.

"But, in the meantime we are in Paris. Entire city to get lost in. So, pick a direction, left or right?"

[imnot_hisgirl]

She laughed. "Never, I suppose. Wouldn't have it any other way, though."

Left or right. Left or right. She looked down one, then the other. "Left." Seemed as good as the right, and they had all the time in the world while they were here.

What a different feeling, all the time in the world. She was used to holidays with schedules and timelines to see the allotted sights and activities during their stay. This was different. It was like a trip with the Doctor, but in a way it felt freer than even that. This was something that Nameless and her did together, not just the Doctor picking a location for them to go.

"We'll need to see the Louvre while we're here. And the tower. I've never been up there! But until then...left!"