Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Lars didn't reply - she was too busy rubbing her teeth with a curious look on her face.
"Dissolves.... What dissolves.... Hmm...." she rummaged around in the various glove compartments around the controls until she found a half-broken data CD. She polished the reflective side on her sleeve and held it up, opening her mouth wide. The two gold caps on her canines shone back at her.
"Gold! Of course. How weird."
She threw the disc back and checked over the computers. Everything seemed to be functioning fine.
"They went down to that planet in the escape pod...." she looked thoughtful, "Did anyone else see that woman in the other cage? She looked pretty out of it, but she was alive..."
Lars' conscience was nagging at her. She didn't know what was down on the planet's surface but she knew that it wouldn't be anything good for a cyberman prisoner. She checked her long-range scanners. Far off, the pirate fleet was approaching - cautiously. They were still in the middle of a war zone afterall. Any number of things could hold them up. Her brain told her to go back to them, but the rest of her...
"I... I want to follow them down there," she looked at the others - they didn't reply, but they didn't protest either so Lars continued, "I mean, I've lost all the booty from the ship. It'd take ages to pick the hull clean without air pressure. And it's not like we have much else to do..."
She looked back at the planet far below.
"We should pick up that straggler. Who knows, she might be worth a decent ransom..."
Lars knew she was trying to justify the actions of an idiot. But the fight on the Cybercruiser had given her a taste for battle. And now they had the upper hand.
"Let's go, before they get a chance to regroup."
Without a look back at the others she kicked the ship into gear and turned it downwards, towards the planet.
"Put on your seatbelts. The landing could be a little bumpy..."*

((I'm off to Manchester for the week so I won't be writing anything for a little while. If anyone wants to they can write my character's bit or just keep the story going without her - whatever you like! Back in a few days!))

*Firestorm nods
"Yes, that would be a good idea"*

Name:
Jiggy

Age:
19 years old

Species:
Genetically engineered lifeform constructed to resemble a humaniod female.

Home planet:
None, she was grown in a labratory on Skagra's personal spaceship.

Abilities:
Every single, individual cell in Jiggy's body is completely self-sufficient, self-sustaining and can function entirely on its own when its seperated from her body. Jiggy can continue to control the missing part telepathicly. For example, if her hand is cut off, it'll just crawl back to her or she can send it on ahead to scout out the area. If a piece of her is completely destroyed (whether by burning or disintegration) it'll slowly grow back over the course of a few days to a week, depending on the size of the missing chunk. Between her indepentant cells and regeneration, Jiggy is quite resistant to harm

Weapons:
None, she was never able to find one.

Appearance:
http://www.deviantart.com/view/28379423/

Bio:
Jiggy was designed and constructed by the mad scientist, Skagra. In an attempt to exact his revenge on the Doctor for foiling his plot to combine all the minds in the universe into a single "Universial Mind" (See: Shada by Douglas Adams) Jiggy is a monster in human clothing, pure and simple. Constructed for one reason and one reason only. To slay the Doctor, Romana and any other Time Lord she encountered.

Fortunately for the Doctor, there was a flaw in her design and the creature known as Jiggy developed a willful personality. After a few years in Skagra's company, she saw him for what he really was... a p***k. One day, she told him that he could take his assassination mission and shove it up his arse. With that she left to find the Doctor, if only to meet the man that managed to piss off her creator so much. xd

((I come back from exploring the galaxy and there's a whole new character. Cool. Plot -wise (agreeing with Timelady) there's three of us in a small ship just heading down to the Cybermen's home planet to rescue a captured Time Lady from a very angry cyber-commander who's just lost his cybercruiser. If you want you could meet the rest of us there. I'll just land the ship...))

*Lars Crimson, space-pirate, *cough* person indeed! *cough* steers her rather battered ship neatly through the heavy atmosphere of Telos.

(memo: Can someone tell me what Telos is like? I'm not sure when we are. I only remember the bits from the Tomb Of The Cybermen where it's just a sort of desert...)

The sky outside is thick with dust - great masses of it swirling up in twisters around them - and the heat penetrates even the armoured hull, making the air sticky and hard to breath. Skirting along the edge of a huge ravine, Lars eventually finds a small alcove where she can land the ship safely and hide it from prying eyes. So far they had seen no signs of life - but the scanners showed the outline of an escape pod about a mile ahead of them, somewhere down in the ravine. It had to be the cybermen.

Switching off the engines and double-checking the gun she'd strapped back onto her belt, Lars begins rummaging through the junk in her ship again. Eventually she finds what she is looking for.
"It's not as much as I'd like," she says, holding up a shiny gold candle stick, "But it'll have to do."
With that the others nod and they all leave the ship.*

As the group exitted the ship, a voice arose from on top of the ship. "I hope you're not just planning to waltz in there and blast your way in, luv. That's a one-way ticket to either finding yourself dead or turned into a cyberman yourself." Looking up, one can see a headless body standing on top of the airlock over-hang, seeming obivlious to the fact that it's neck is nothing more than a stump. The voice itself seemed to be coming from something in her arms. Upon closer inspection, they realize that the object in her arms is her own head!

With a grunt, the headless woman jumped off and landed on the sandy ground below. The body dusted itself off and lifted the head onto the neck stump. With a sickening snap and squish, the two parts of the neck meld together, fusing the skin, muscle and bone into a single piece. "Blimey! It's nice to finally be in one piece again!" She turned to the others and smiled with a wild-eyed look.

The youngish woman looked at the gun with a look of amusement in her eyes. "What I want is to help. You see, I owe you a little debt of gratitude. Those tin-cans captured my ship, ripped me to shreads when they couldn't turn me into one of them and left me as a pile of organs and body parts in their one of their labs. I've been trapped in a five seperate sterile storage containers for almost a year now." She pointed to Lars. "When you breached the hull to board the ship, you cut the power to the lab container seals, letting me out. I slithered onto your ship when you left it unguarded." She cracked her shoulder jointed. "It took me almost two hours to reform myself, but here I am!"

She cackled maddly and raised her hand to shake. "Jiggy, at your service!"

Jiggy frowned slightly as she stared at the barren landscape, "Well, Telos sure lives up to its reputation of fertility and beauty... or lack there of." She glanced at Lars. "May I ask why you did something as daft as boarding a cybermen vessel in the first place?"