Odysseus pulled his sword and with, Brooklyn and Sam beside him went towards the kitchen as fast as they could, with Sara close behind them. She cast a simple deflect spell before going to deflect projectiles to one side, just as a precaution.
Sara also hung back to do a spell on her box of chocolates that Tarrax gave her so no one would steal them.
Velma started to get up.
Odysseus looked back. "You stay here Velma, make sure no one tries to sneak up on us." Odysseus said. Velma nodded.
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The Tourist's tardis was entering the time vortex and after a bit a light started to flash. He looked at the readout and hmmd. "Looks like someone is having a problem, let's see. I slight detour should be ok." He looked at the readout of the origin.
"Let's see, point of origin, terran date... 1970, april, 13th or 14th." He put on the audio and listened. "A bit of trouble. Well A slight detour is in order. I'm sure Sara won't mind and if this tardis works it'll not matter at all." He said. He saw the very primitive craft and took a reading and whistled at the conditions inside the craft. "loosing power and oxygen. They must be gotten out of there, but where? ah, it seems they are communicating with...yes I can trace that and return them there." he said as he traced the source of the place they were in communication with. He then materialized his tardis around part of the primitive ship (the command module) so his tardis doors would line up with theirs and he could get them into his tardis. He then went to the tardis door and stood just within it. The tardis kept up a weak force field to keep the air within.
"Gentlemen, if you'll just step this way." He said, using a bit of the influence ability that he seldom used but some time lords being semi telepathic are capable of. He use it subtly only in rare cases such as this."
The astronauts turned and one said, "We must be dreaming. Low oxygen levels."
"Then why not just come here. It certainly can't hurt. Since you are all still in your seats & taking a needed restful nap." he said waving them to him. They got up, a bit bewildered and went into the tardis.
Once they were inside he set the controls for the point of origin of the place they were in communication with and set off.
Meanwhile in mission control. "Apollo 13 isn't responding." One person said in a worried voice.
"I've lost life sign readings." Another said in a worried voice.
In the tardis the 3 astronauts looked around bewildered.
"It's larger inside then outside." One said.
"Yes, well aren't dreams amazing." The Tourist said. He smiled, "Ah, we've arrived." He said walking over to the door, "if you gentlemen will be so kind." he said and waved them towards the door.
They stepped outside, the Tourist behind them. He shook their hands one by one as they looked around bewildered.
"This is mission control." one said.
"Sorry, but must dash, promised a friend I'd not be gone long." The tourist said.
"Look, their back." Someone said in mission control.
"But that's impossible." another said.
"Who's that guy with them?"another asked.
The Tourist get into his tardis, reset the controls for Moran's area and set off, the tardis dematerialising. "That is all sorted out." The Tourist said, "I wonder who those chaps were. Well not biggie." he said. And went back to sitting down to wait till he arrived to where Moran was king currently.
