All Across The Universe

"Okay, I'm trying to gather every bit of information I've learnt about you so far." The Doctor paced up and down the grated floor surrounding the centre console.

Emerald was seated on what appeared to be a desk chair with no wheels on the bottom and it was welded into the side of the floor.

"Do you think you'll be able to narrow down my species once you do that?" She asked, swinging her legs slowly as she watched the Doctor, his red converse sneakers scuffing the floor.

The Doctor tugged his hair with both hands, gritting his teeth. "I don't know, maybe." He grumbled, looking at the console for a second. He stopped and pulled up a keyboard.

"Okay, two hearts. That's the first thing." He typed in the observation. "No memory, or at least bits and pieces. You say some of them are coming back." He muttered, looking at her and then back at his screen as he summarised the next point.

He pursed his lips and tapped the side of the keyboard absent-minded. "That video showed that you bleed red and gold. The red is your normal body, and the gold only seems to show up when you're about to 'die'." He used air quotations and huffed. "That would explain why you only bled red when the bounty hunter shot you. That meant it wasn't a fatal wound." He continued typing his observations.

"Temporal dissonance." He typed the next line in. "You appear to be scattered across time. I'm not sure about space as well seeing as it looks like your whole body is here. If your body were scattered as well, then it's highly likely you'd maybe be missing some body parts, or there would be multiple incomplete versions of you throughout the universe." He rambled on.

The Doctor looked at her. And really looked at her. It appeared he was concentrating on something. He sighed after a moment and typed more words down. "No connection to the web of life whatsoever. And no footprint either. You don't exist anywhere except for right now at this moment in time and space." He tapped his lips again.

"You can't die." He added another line to the list. "Your body heals itself at a rapid rate." He added another line. "You've absorbed artron energy." He sighed heavily through his nose and collapsed on the backseat of a car that was next to his console.

He rubbed his temple with one hand, massaging down to his eyebrows as well. He let out a low groan. "You were also transmatted into that Satellite Five game against your will...though I'm not sure what that has to do with anything. I know most people sign up for those games, so why were you sought out personally? And how did you escape?" They hadn't really figured that out since Emerald had been so shaken by her memories of the game that they immediately left in the TARDIS.

The Doctor's voice began fading and fading until Emerald couldn't hear it anymore. From where she was sitting, his voice was replaced by the buzzing of a loud engine. She also wasn't looking at the centre console anymore. She was in another room. It was partially lit up. She looked down at her body and saw she was no longer sitting and was standing, propped up against a vertical table. Her arms and legs were strapped down.

"Hello? Doctor?" She called out. There was no one around her. From the Doctor's perspective, she was looking around in confusion, as if she'd just gone blind. He frowned and walked up to her, waving his hand in front of her face. "Em? I'm right here...can you hear me? Can you...see me?" He asked. Unresponsive. She only looked around, and straight through him. As if she wasn't even there anymore. She was in another time. And space. At the same time.

"Not the Doctor, but a dear friend. You remember me don't you, Astral?" A leg stepped into view, followed by a whole body. It was a beautiful woman. She had long brunette hair that had been intricately tied and braided up away from her face. She had thin framed spectacles on and a pointy nose, high cheekbones as well.