"Born and launched," Ten tells him, still struggling distractedly with the camera, "I'm from NASA, at least originally. Pioneer deep space survey missions— I'm Pioneer 10. Call me Ten."
And then the breakthrough: she abruptly remembers— oh! The communicator's camera! Much better resolution, and it's meant for human-scale imagery too. She gets her first actual view of the Doctor then, in color no less. He looks... very human, indeed, as he circles 'round her little corner of the shipyard.
Ten is abruptly very aware of her vulnerability; she can't move, or do much of anything, can only barely watch. This could get hairy in a hurry; JUICE would laugh himself sick. She hopes.
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And then the breakthrough: she abruptly remembers— oh! The communicator's camera! Much better resolution, and it's meant for human-scale imagery too. She gets her first actual view of the Doctor then, in color no less. He looks... very human, indeed, as he circles 'round her little corner of the shipyard.
Ten is abruptly very aware of her vulnerability; she can't move, or do much of anything, can only barely watch. This could get hairy in a hurry; JUICE would laugh himself sick. She hopes.
"That was a long time ago."