Secret Intelligence - A DW AU

Lady Potts

The two time agents land in a sort of garden. There were hedges and bushes that looked more like walls than anything else. Clara shook her hand and then looked around to see that they were in front of a large mansion on a private lot. There was no one else around them as far as Clara could see. She then looked down to see Amy struggling to recover from the transport again.

"How can you just be okay with traveling like that?" Amy asked Clara, out of breath.

"You get used to it after a while." Clara explained and then activated her wrist device to see the report on who they were looking for; Lady Potts.

Amy stood up and stumbled a little while trying to keep her balance. Clara noticed that her ring was missing from her finger.

"Where's your ring?" Clara asked her without meeting her eyes.

"Huh? Oh–yeah I, um, don't really like to wear it when I do stuff like this," she explained, "might lose it."

"Is it special?" Clara asked.

Amy didn't really want to answer, "I suppose so, yes."

Clara smiled sadly as she watched Amy shake the aching out of her body.

She quickly directed her attention back to the report, "Lady Potts, there is no picture or physical description on file so we can believe that she hired the agency through an anonymous request. But through the public media we can gather that Lady Potts is a very rich investor and local business supporter after she inherited her father's wealth. Lady Potts has never married, though she has had various romantic interests over the years. We are looking for head of the house, Lady Potts, and then asking her–discreetly–why she needed that data file from Gereth Suns." 

"Yes, I was listening to some of that." Amy told her.

Clara sighed in frustration, "If you wish to be taken more seriously, Agent Pond, then I suggest you put in a bit more effort."

Amy just nods and then turns away from Clara and pretends to work on something. She then sees a small and elegant looking spacecraft fly down onto a landing pad not too far from where she and Clara were.

"Clara, look!" Amy says.

She didn't look up at first, "Agent Pond, I've told you before not to call me that–" then Clara looked up to see the spacecraft and some figures in fancy dress leaving and heading for the mansion.

"Do you think they're guests?" Amy asked.

"Possibly," Clara said, "and possibly a way for us to get in."

"We don't exactly look the part." Amy looked down at her uniform.

"On the contrary." Clara smirked and took out a device from her bag. She pointed it at Amy and with the simple press of a button, her clothing was completely transformed. She was now wearing a very expensive looking dress that sparkled a little in the sunlight. The early 1900s style of the dress made her look like a true lady.

"Whoa, how did you do that?" Amy asked with amazement as she felt around her dress.

"Holographic projection," Clara told her, "everyone will now believe you are wearing that, including yourself."

Clara pointed the device at herself and she was wearing a similar getup.

"This is so cool," Amy smiled, "but we still aren't on the guest list."

"Surely they went over psychic paper at the academy, Agent Pond." Clara said as she pulled out a piece of paper and had their invite written on it.