In this particular corner of the park, on this particular morning, the air was cool, crisp and still. Not that that last one was true for very long as first a breeze, then a wind picked up, scattering leaves in its wake.

The source of this sudden meteorological change was not a mystery for very long. A shining, shimmering portal appeared, hanging in the air as a red-clad figure didn't so much tumble out as was flung from it with great force.

Then, as soon as it had appeared, the portal closed, and was gone.

[For one.]

Cara eyed herself in the mirror, tracing her fingertips along the fading yellowing bruising, which was less faded than it had been this morning.

So maybe getting into a brawl before she'd fully healed hadn't been such a great idea, even with the Danger Shop safety protocols. Even if it had made her feel better before the Doctor had started talking.

[Open!]