Meeting of the Tonis...(AU)
Rubbing at her head, Victoria, raised herself up from the floor of--well, wherever she was, straightening out her jumpsuit and brushing dust off it. She only managed to stain it with oil.
Her long dark hair was pulled back into a loose but messy bun, tendrils hanging down to frame her angular face. Streaks of grease and oil were not so easily removed from it.
"That," she muttered, "is the absolute last time I attempt...Aether travel?" she said, the last part of her statement rising to a questioning tone as she looked around in the place where she had landed.
"I believe," she said, "I'm not in London anymore."