[Vastra is very used to running for cover, and she moves rapidly across the sand for the forest before turning to see how the rest are faring. If someone is straggling, they can be sure she'll lose patience and rush to help.]
[She's quiet and alert as they move through the forest, opting to trust others with the map while she maintains a lookout for anyone who might be looking to cut their rescue mission short.]
[And then they get dressed... and while Vastra does her best to look subdued and cover herself adequately, she is not a fan. Still, camouflage is camouflage. A planet that thrives on kidnapping people and turning them into rockstars probably has a rather colorful culture...]
[Doesn't mean she's happy about it though.]
[STASH TWO]
[Just to be safe, Vastra sticks to the darker corners of the street and hangs back behind the rest of the group-- moving in one large mass would present a target if those who would stop them are aware of their presence. She keeps her bag with her swords on her shoulder and walks with her head down. She knows the drill, even if she's not the most out-of-place being here (she's looking at you, strange pink circleblob).]
[Once they arrive, Vastra takes the ID handed to her (Vastra Flint... makes some sense) and starts peeling out of her ridiculous clothes and settling in on a foam bed. Sleeping in these things would be less comfortable than not sleeping at all.]
MADAME VASTRA || DOCTOR WHO || OTA
[Vastra is very used to running for cover, and she moves rapidly across the sand for the forest before turning to see how the rest are faring. If someone is straggling, they can be sure she'll lose patience and rush to help.]
[She's quiet and alert as they move through the forest, opting to trust others with the map while she maintains a lookout for anyone who might be looking to cut their rescue mission short.]
[And then they get dressed... and while Vastra does her best to look subdued and cover herself adequately, she is not a fan. Still, camouflage is camouflage. A planet that thrives on kidnapping people and turning them into rockstars probably has a rather colorful culture...]
[Doesn't mean she's happy about it though.]
[STASH TWO]
[Just to be safe, Vastra sticks to the darker corners of the street and hangs back behind the rest of the group-- moving in one large mass would present a target if those who would stop them are aware of their presence. She keeps her bag with her swords on her shoulder and walks with her head down. She knows the drill, even if she's not the most out-of-place being here (she's looking at you, strange pink circleblob).]
[Once they arrive, Vastra takes the ID handed to her (Vastra Flint... makes some sense) and starts peeling out of her ridiculous clothes and settling in on a foam bed. Sleeping in these things would be less comfortable than not sleeping at all.]