{"id":162399,"date":"2015-03-23T01:50:15","date_gmt":"2015-03-23T01:50:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/03\/23\/martha-jones-meeting-liz-shaw-please-this-blog-is\/"},"modified":"2015-03-23T01:50:15","modified_gmt":"2015-03-23T01:50:15","slug":"martha-jones-meeting-liz-shaw-please-this-blog-is","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2015\/03\/23\/martha-jones-meeting-liz-shaw-please-this-blog-is\/","title":{"rendered":"Martha Jones meeting Liz Shaw please (this blog is so cool)"},"content":{"rendered":"

imaginedwcharacters<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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Martha rapped on the door cautiously, unsure of what to expect. The building was run-down and rickety, and she half expected to find an ax murderer on the other side. Some UNIT adviser, they said,<\/i> she thought. They\u2019d better not be having me on.<\/i><\/p>\n

A few moments passed, with nothing whatsoever happening. Martha rolled her eyes, turning to leave, when the door creaked open. Glancing about, she stepped inside. It shut itself behind her.<\/p>\n

The interior was the polar opposite of what she\u2019d seen outside. Gleaming surfaces and chunky computers. A figure sat in the swivel chair, facing away, their features obscured,<\/p>\n

“Hello? I\u2019m looking for a, um\u2026” Martha trailed off, glancing down at a little slip of paper. “A Dr. Elizabeth Shaw. Do you know where I could find her?”<\/p>\n

The chair spun about, revealing a woman with stern expression and a sparkle in her eye. She smiled, reaching out a hand.<\/p>\n

“That would be me,” she said. “Sorry for all this cloak-and-dagger nonsense, by the way. These old UNIT bases are a bit overdramatic.”<\/p>\n

She extended her hand, and gave Martha a firm handshake, motioning towards a chair. Martha sat.<\/p>\n

“Hi, I\u2019m Dr. Jones. Colonel Mace sent me over to see you,” said Martha. “Said you had some important files on the Nestene Consciousness.”<\/p>\n

“Ah, at it again, are they?” replied Liz. She shifted aside an oblong metal object, rounded at the end, that was sitting on top of a file on her desk. “This should be the one.”<\/p>\n

Martha\u2019s gaze didn\u2019t leave the metal object. \u201cIs that\u2026a sonic screwdriver?\u201d<\/p>\n

Liz picked it up. \u201cNot quite, though you\u2019re not far off. The Doctor gave it to me. It\u2019s my door handle.\u201d<\/p>\n

She pressed an unseen button, and the door behind Martha opened again. After a few moments, she pressed it again, and the door closed.<\/p>\n

“Not terribly exciting nowadays, I\u2019m afraid, but I\u2019m quite fond of it.”<\/p>\n

Martha gasped. \u201cYou knew the Doctor?\u201d<\/p>\n

Liz chuckled. \u201cOh, ages and ages ago. It was enjoyable while it lasted, but I had my own life to live.\u201d<\/p>\n

Martha smiled. \u201cI did, too. Left him, that is. We traveled for a while, but I knew I had to get out.\u201d<\/p>\n

A loud explosion sounded outside, interrupting the conversation. Car alarms blared out from the street, articulating the calamity.<\/p>\n

Martha leaped from her seat. \u201cRight, I\u2019d better get that file to the Colonel.\u201d<\/p>\n

“I suppose you\u2019d better had,” said Liz, handing Martha the file and opening the door. “Do visit again sometime, Dr. Jones. I\u2019d love to hear more.”<\/p>\n

“Call me Martha,” she replied, pausing in the doorway.<\/p>\n

“See you soon, then, Martha Jones,” Liz said, waving as the door closed behind her.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

imaginedwcharacters: Martha rapped on the door cautiously, unsure of what to expect. The building was run-down and rickety, and she half expected to find an ax murderer on the other side. Some UNIT adviser, they said, she thought. They\u2019d better not be having me on. A few moments passed, with nothing whatsoever happening. Martha rolled … <\/p>\n

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