Fractured Rifts RPG

The strange, future Rose turns up once more to remark on recent developments. And, just perhaps, on things to come.

After so very long, she'd come here with a purpose. She could have disguised herself better, but it suited her purposes not to. This was so far in the past, now, it was easiest just to take a straight forward approach. Getting tangled up in details would do no one good.

Still, she gave a small smile as she blinked up at the sky of the ruined universe. It'd been too many lifetimes since she'd last been here. The TARDIS no longer held the police box guise--having had the chameleon circuit fixed during a dire emergency long before, and likewise no longer made its signature sound on arrival, so she doubted many would notice her.

She found missed that sound.