[Doctor Who] Celery, Long Scarves, Fezes, and Other Questionable Fashion Choices

This is a story about a human woman from the Mid-Atlantic Coast of the United States of America who suddenly found herself from nowhere.

This is a story about strength: both metaphorical and physical.

This is a story about meeting people in a-chronological order.

This is a story about an "Associate" and their "Doctor"

This is a story about weird outfits and the light-hearted mockery gotten from friends when you wear them.

This is a story about the motivational powers of friendship, determination, and spite.

This is a story about being offered two bad options and saying "screw you, I made a third".

This is a story about knowing you can't save everyone, but still making sure you can say you tried.

This is a story about nicknames.

This is a story about time.

This is a story about space.

This is a story about a universe.

Alternatively: This is the story of a woman called Marion and that time her existing in the right space and time sent her on an adventure into a world where finally her love of history and encyclopedic knowledge of a certain British Television show actually was good for something.

(Crossposted on AO3 and FF.NEt)