Set for my FanFiction story, Whispers in the Dark.
She dropped her gaze to the customers and scanned them. There were a few familiar faces, but most of them were complete strangers. She liked that lot best, the ones who didn't have a clue who she was. But tonight she got a lot more than she bargained for.
On a small corner table by the door sat a man, whose hair stood on end and whose eyes seemed to be staring into V's very soul. It took all her willpower not to groan at the sight of the Doctor sitting with his head leaning on his hand and watching her with interest from the crowd and continue with her performance.
Everyone clapped and V bowed at the crowd with a fond smile on her lips. Her eyes, however, were fixed on the Doctor, who continued smiling, impressed. She quickly climbed down from the platform and went to sit right opposite from him as Anita put a record to play in the background.
''If you tell me that you found me by coincidence again, I'll slap you'', she threatened in a low voice so that no one could hear.
The Doctor dropped his hands on the table. ''Okay, this time I kind of followed you.''
V threw her hands in the air in exasperation. ''What do you want from me? Why can't you just leave me alone?''
''Because, V, or Nebula, or however else you call yourself'', he started, his eyes staring directly into V's, ''you have a gift no human has.''
''Yes'', she agreed, ''I do. It's kinda been there my whole life.''
''Yes, but why? Why can you do that? I haven't seen any other human do that, so it must be alien in origin-''
''Which reminds me-get out!'', she hissed, pointing towards the door. ''The more time you spend with me, the worse it is for you!''
''Yes, the imminent threat on my life'', the Doctor waved her off, ''but you haven't exactly told me who 'them' are. And the mystery that surrounds you; that's worth looking into!''
V raised an eyebrow. ''You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?''
And there was the manic grin again. ''Yeah.''