"Leave us, eh?" The Doctor raised an eyebrow, considering the teleporter on Billy's wrist. Not quite his preferred method of travel, but it would do. The insistence was what worried him, although intrigued might have been a better word. He took Billy's arm as offered, rubbing his own shoulder as he kept his eyes on the teleporter.
"Giant head wanting to talk to me. I've had that before, strangely enough. Some things you never think could feel like a deja-vu."
"You must be popular," Billy joked, twisting the dial on the communicator for teleport mode. "Don't worry, it hasn't been known to cause motion sickness. Perfectly safe. Ready? We're going...now."
They disappeared in twin flashes of blue and white light, then re-emerged in a chamber that almost resembled a classic 90s laser tag arena. Neon lights glowed everywhere. The main hint of strangeness was the walls: there didn't seem to be any. Instead, it was a lit blue area in a black void, with twinkling stars in the distance.
And now they stood before the man himself. "Hello, Zordon," Billy greeted, his voice betraying some anxiety of his own.
The big blue head answered, his voice booming across the little chamber.
"Billy, I am pleased to see you've returned safely. And I'm most interested in your new acquaintance," he continued, eyes locking on the Doctor. "You're the Doctor, I presume?"
The one who had a rumored history of dealings with Earth humans. With an interest in Billy, apparently. That was worrisome, though there were other questions on his mind.
The Doctor shook himself out as he let go of Billy, looking around himself critically. "Who's your interior designed? Vanilla Ice?" He didn't reply to Zordon right away, instead strolling around, one hand in his pocket, the other looking for buttons to press and dials to switch. "I don't like it," he finally declared, making a face before spinning on his heels and facing Zordon.
"Hey there! Yes, I'm the Doctor, nice to meet you. How's your..." He indicated him with a vague movement of his hand. "...head?" Was that rude? Probably. Ah, well. "No relation with the Face of Boe, right? Because that's complicated enough as it is. I think I owe him a birthday gift. Well. More like a billion or something."
"It was all Alpha's idea---he's our robotic assistant, but he's busy with Zord work at the moment. I'll probably be going to help him soon," Billy offered, giving the Doctor a strange look.
Billy bit his lip and looked at Zordon worriedly. He couldn't help but get the feeling a shoe was about to drop.
"Yes, Billy, that would be an excellent idea. We'll discuss your transgression later," Zordon said, not unkindly. Didn't stop the boy from looking frightened, though he immediately left the room.
Once Billy was out of earshot, Zordon turned back to the Doctor. "I'm well, thank you. And there's no relation that I know of."
He thought for a moment. "You have a reputation for interfering with alien activity on Earth, Doctor. I must thank you for acting so quickly during last year's incident, though we've improved our operations over the last year. If something similar happens, my Rangers can handle it."
The Doctor turned to watch Billy leave, a frown on his face that didn't disappear when he looked back at Zordon again. "I am alien activity on Earth. Seems only fitting to interfere." He went back to inspecting the various pieces of equipment, not one to be idle. "Handle it? Well. I did notice that they're rather hands on in their approach." No, he wasn't all that thrilled with Zordon's methods and definitely not convinced of their effectiveness.
"How would they have handled it? Oh, let me guess. Whack it?"
"That, or Billy and Alpha would have found a way to reverse that signal. I don't intend for violence to be their first resort, Doctor," he explained, eying the Doctor's progress around the room suspiciously. He'd have to get Billy or Alpha to re-check everything later.
"When they accepted the power, they promised only to escalate a conflict in response to the enemy escalating it. Otherwise, they'd be running over every little invader with their Zords. But Lord Zedd and Rita Repulsa only respond to combat, unfortunately---I've tried negotiation with them, and the result was being sealed in this time warp," he said bitterly.
"Oh, good. I'm glad, especially since teenagers are so known for being levelheaded." The Doctor approached Zordon, just to try and knock at what looked like glass. It was impossible to resist, really, like tapping your fingers against an aquarium. "Time warp, huh?"
He left it at that, taking a step back to fully look at the head again. It didn't really sit right with him on the whole and he was naturally suspicious, but at least Zordon seemed to be well-intentioned. Not that that saved from terrible consequences, he could attest to that.
"They're passionate about protecting their home. It's served them well so far." Well, except for the few near-deaths, but he didn't need to go into that.
But as far as the warp went, he frowned. "Alpha has analyzed the seal for many years. I cannot escape without death, so I must remain here and guide my warriors, researching what little I can from here."
He squinted at the Doctor. "It's true that Gallifrey is gone?"
"Served them or you well?" The Doctor had been looking into it all already and, well. He was now at the command centre with a head that was stuck in a tube and no one else to guard it, so obviously he pulled out the sonic screwdriver and used it to try and access what data he could.
"Don't feel too bad about it. It seems pretty spacious, as big tubes for big heads go." His expression became guarded the moment Gallifrey was brought up. "Gone... Yes. Yes, it's gone. All of it and everyone."
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"Giant head wanting to talk to me. I've had that before, strangely enough. Some things you never think could feel like a deja-vu."
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They disappeared in twin flashes of blue and white light, then re-emerged in a chamber that almost resembled a classic 90s laser tag arena. Neon lights glowed everywhere. The main hint of strangeness was the walls: there didn't seem to be any. Instead, it was a lit blue area in a black void, with twinkling stars in the distance.
And now they stood before the man himself. "Hello, Zordon," Billy greeted, his voice betraying some anxiety of his own.
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"Billy, I am pleased to see you've returned safely. And I'm most interested in your new acquaintance," he continued, eyes locking on the Doctor. "You're the Doctor, I presume?"
The one who had a rumored history of dealings with Earth humans. With an interest in Billy, apparently. That was worrisome, though there were other questions on his mind.
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"Hey there! Yes, I'm the Doctor, nice to meet you. How's your..." He indicated him with a vague movement of his hand. "...head?" Was that rude? Probably. Ah, well. "No relation with the Face of Boe, right? Because that's complicated enough as it is. I think I owe him a birthday gift. Well. More like a billion or something."
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Billy bit his lip and looked at Zordon worriedly. He couldn't help but get the feeling a shoe was about to drop.
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Once Billy was out of earshot, Zordon turned back to the Doctor. "I'm well, thank you. And there's no relation that I know of."
He thought for a moment. "You have a reputation for interfering with alien activity on Earth, Doctor. I must thank you for acting so quickly during last year's incident, though we've improved our operations over the last year. If something similar happens, my Rangers can handle it."
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"How would they have handled it? Oh, let me guess. Whack it?"
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"When they accepted the power, they promised only to escalate a conflict in response to the enemy escalating it. Otherwise, they'd be running over every little invader with their Zords. But Lord Zedd and Rita Repulsa only respond to combat, unfortunately---I've tried negotiation with them, and the result was being sealed in this time warp," he said bitterly.
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He left it at that, taking a step back to fully look at the head again. It didn't really sit right with him on the whole and he was naturally suspicious, but at least Zordon seemed to be well-intentioned. Not that that saved from terrible consequences, he could attest to that.
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But as far as the warp went, he frowned. "Alpha has analyzed the seal for many years. I cannot escape without death, so I must remain here and guide my warriors, researching what little I can from here."
He squinted at the Doctor. "It's true that Gallifrey is gone?"
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"Don't feel too bad about it. It seems pretty spacious, as big tubes for big heads go." His expression became guarded the moment Gallifrey was brought up. "Gone... Yes. Yes, it's gone. All of it and everyone."