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Doctor Who – Troubles of Ronisaka
The TARDIS materialised on a coral outcrop.
“The TARDIS is underwater?” Clara Oswald asked as she looked at the console.
“Yes. We’re on Neohonshu, a planet colonised mostly by the Japanese. 95% of it is covered in oceans,” the Doctor answered.
“That’s why we’re underwater,” Clara realised. “But how are we going to get anywhere?”
“You think the TARDIS wouldn’t be equipped for such a situation?
Clara looked at herself in the mirror. She had to admit, the sub suit looked stylish. ‘I guess this is something the Doctor came across rather than something the Time Lords came up with,’ she thought as she made a final touch. She tied her hair up in two buns above her ears, completing the Nihon-derived style. Wait, had the Doctor been to Neohonshu before? She had earlier asked about the collapsible helmet. “Collapsible helmets are cool,” he had said. Sure, they’re cool, but she was sure that something could go wrong too.
Entering the Console Room, the Doctor saw that Clara was already there, waiting pensively at the door. He had to admit, the combination of suit and hairstyle suited her. She seemed to have a sense for what would look the most pretty. He dismissed that line of thought. “One thing,” Clara said.
“Oh?”
“There don’t seem to be air tanks.”
The Doctor placed his right hand on her shoulder, causing her to give a small smile. “Artificial gills. They extract breathable oxygen from the water,” he explained.
“And the Carbon Dioxide?”
“Extracted from the helmet and dissolved into the water. Nothing will go wrong,” he reassured. He clicked his fingers in his left hand, and the door opened, with the water not entering the TARDIS. “Ready?”
“Yes,” Clara answered. She pressed the button, raising the helmet. The Doctor took his hand off her shoulder and raised his own helmet. He then took her hand.
“Geronimo!”
Clara wasn’t really ready for the Doctor to jump out of the TARDIS into the water, but she recovered quickly enough to follow him smoothly. She clicked her fingers, closing the TARDIS doors. She looked forwards and below, and saw a small submarine town on the edge of the atoll. She and the Doctor swam towards it.
The town was busier than expected, and unusual, with sea life all around. It seemed that every building had kelp gardens around them and on their roofs.
The TARDIS materialised on a coral outcrop.
“The TARDIS is underwater?” Clara Oswald asked as she looked at the console.
“Yes. We’re on Neohonshu, a planet colonised mostly by the Japanese. 95% of it is covered in oceans,” the Doctor answered.
“That’s why we’re underwater,” Clara realised. “But how are we going to get anywhere?”
“You think the TARDIS wouldn’t be equipped for such a situation?
Clara looked at herself in the mirror. She had to admit, the sub suit looked stylish. ‘I guess this is something the Doctor came across rather than something the Time Lords came up with,’ she thought as she made a final touch. She tied her hair up in two buns above her ears, completing the Nihon-derived style. Wait, had the Doctor been to Neohonshu before? She had earlier asked about the collapsible helmet. “Collapsible helmets are cool,” he had said. Sure, they’re cool, but she was sure that something could go wrong too.
Entering the Console Room, the Doctor saw that Clara was already there, waiting pensively at the door. He had to admit, the combination of suit and hairstyle suited her. She seemed to have a sense for what would look the most pretty. He dismissed that line of thought. “One thing,” Clara said.
“Oh?”
“There don’t seem to be air tanks.”
The Doctor placed his right hand on her shoulder, causing her to give a small smile. “Artificial gills. They extract breathable oxygen from the water,” he explained.
“And the Carbon Dioxide?”
“Extracted from the helmet and dissolved into the water. Nothing will go wrong,” he reassured. He clicked his fingers in his left hand, and the door opened, with the water not entering the TARDIS. “Ready?”
“Yes,” Clara answered. She pressed the button, raising the helmet. The Doctor took his hand off her shoulder and raised his own helmet. He then took her hand.
“Geronimo!”
Clara wasn’t really ready for the Doctor to jump out of the TARDIS into the water, but she recovered quickly enough to follow him smoothly. She clicked her fingers, closing the TARDIS doors. She looked forwards and below, and saw a small submarine town on the edge of the atoll. She and the Doctor swam towards it.
The town was busier than expected, and unusual, with sea life all around. It seemed that every building had kelp gardens around them and on their roofs.
