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[badwolfs]

[ Rose Tyler is no stranger to portal jumping, accustomed to blinking and finding herself in another world, another universe, another plane of existence. Home, or her surrogate home, as she's come to think of it, is only a place to dust off her shoes before the next jump. Parallel Earths and alien fields and unfamiliar constellations up above are old hat now.

But Wonderland? The incredulous expression on her face is nearly amused, brown eyes warm and curious as she blinks into the camera, fingers raking lightly through dyed golden hair. Headquarters is going to get an earful about jumbled up cannon coordinates when she gets back. Still, she can't help but be a little fascinated by it all, despite the kink in all of her grand plans, her search for that someone she'll never be able to let go of, not ever. ]

's real, then? The Queen of Hearts and all that. I mean, it's a bit brilliant, really and I'm all about a good cuppa with a mad man every now and then but this isn't exactly what I was aiming for, y'know? The way out... still through the rabbit hole, or is that too easy?

[ There's a brief, uncertain pause, her teeth edging into her lower lip thoughtfully before she carries on, giving in to the other nagging question nearly always on her mind. ]

While I have you... does anyone here know the Doctor?

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[supertemp]

Rose! [Donna beams at her over the communicator. Hopefully she knows her this time around.] Afraid you're going to have a bit more trouble getting out than that, but you've got friends here to make it a bit easier, yeah?

[badwolfs]

[ Finally, a face she really knows, and it just so happens to be the most important woman in the universe. She's all smiles now, cheeks nearly hurting as she waves brightly back at Donna, grateful this time that she can see and hear her. ]

Donna Noble, it's you! Was just with your mum and grandad, he's brilliant, isn't he? [ There's a certain tone of relief in her voice, a bit of tension easing from her shoulders as she leans closer to the screen. ] Where are you? Last thing I knew, I was trying to jump to your location and ended up— well. Here.

[supertemp]

Sounds like you're just a bit behind me, then, timeline-wise. [Best not to mention everything that happens after that, she thinks - not right now, anyway.] Not terribly far, though! Only an hour or two. This place is weird, people here turn up from all sorts of places and times. Not much weirder than anything you see with the Doctor, of course. [She gives Rose a conspiratorial wink and a grin.]

[badwolfs]

Behind you? [ She blinks in confusion, head tilting to the side as she tries to sort things out in her mind. Time travel is familiar territory for her, but this will take some adjusting to. ] Donna, you're saying you're from my future now... by only a few hours?

[supertemp]

Yeah! And Martha and Jack are from - well, sometime after everything with the Daleks. A few weeks or months, I think. So at least we know now that there is a future to go back to. [Which, given everything that had been happening when she left, she wasn't sure about originally. Knowing otherwise is a bit of a relief to her.]

[badwolfs]

Jack's here? [ And just like that, she's smiling again, looking rather pleased with this development, though she can't imagine not being thrilled to see Jack Harkness and his handsome face in Wonderland or any universe, at that. ] Martha too, that's brilliant, I've been wanting to meet her properly.

[supertemp]

Jack's come and gone a few times now - he's got a baby pterodactyl this time around, apparently. We've got, er, magic closets that give you anything you ask for. Or sometimes things you don't ask for, in Jack's case.

[badwolfs]

A baby— [ As if being in Wonderland isn't weird enough. Rose blinks and then squints at her. ] What have you gotten from one of these closets, then, Donna?

[supertemp]

I didn't pull it out myself, but a bloke found a box of kittens in his closet, and one of them sort of...spontaneously combusts. Well, it's not so spontaneous anymore, I think I've mostly trained him to only do it on command - and let me tell you, training a cat is bloody hard.