Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-35455126-20180922175927/@comment-36309590-20180926200604

After what seems to be several minutes of flight, her TARDIS finally materializes in an alley, somewhere in the middle class district of the city. As the sound of whooshing and weezing ends with a dull (and slightly loud) thud, Sigma opens the doors and steps out.

"Ma'lor..." She says as she looks around. "Stay hidden, alright?"

"Alright." Ma'lor replies telepathically as he shifts his outer shell from a storage locker to a dumpster. "Oh, I took the liberty of scanning this planets cultural preferences, languages, and traditions." He says as he sends the knowledge to Sigma. He also sweeps a beam of energy across her body from the top down and manufacturers a set of clothes for her while simultaneously removing and storing her House Prydonian robes.

"Thanks." She says as she adjusts her clothing and begins walking out of the alley.