S-Word? Her mind jumped to a few more profane words before landing on the word spy. She laughed a little inside. Sometimes the paper-thin disguise did work. But the most successful spies were always the ones who blended in of course. Anyone remotely suspicious looking wouldn't be given any information. Much less a female colonel.<br/><br/>"Dunno" She said brightly, looking up and smiling. "And I've never got a plan nowadays. Don't worry though it usually all works out in the end and nobody knows what I'm talking about half the time anyways!"<br/><br/>Suddenly a loud siren blared throughout town, defining, the inhabitants of the bar began scrambling out the door or into the back of the bar. "Of course! How could I be that stupid? Once the air raid siren comes on everyone will be inside the shelters or up in the air."<br/><br/>She smiled one last time at Bish, with a twinkle in her eye she got up.<br/><br/>"Thank you for the lovely wine!" She shouted back as she headed out. "I bet you have to go back to your squadron."<br/><br/>Once she was outside the company of fellow men, her eyes narrowed and her demeanor changed. She scowled, eyebrows furrowed. What could that thing possibly be?<br/><br/>Sure enough the guard who had been guarding the hanger had left by this point and she headed inside. Her pen had finished its calculations by now, a chameleon circuit might be difficult to disable but not impossible and this was a particularly shoddy one. She pointed it at the ship and it changed, some parts expanding, others contracting, where there had once been an overgrown something resembling a B-32, was a metallic pod. The form with which it had been made.<br/><br/>Claire scowled. It was a good thing she didn't climb inside then. That was Styxian technology. It would've torn her genome apart. Like the Time lords the Styx had taken a non-interventionist standard once they reached a certain point. However non-interventionist apparently meant sending ships to harvest technology and biosignatures. Taking the best of what they find. And now they think they are big enough to take on a Time Lord. This ship had traced her signature, being much younger and inexperienced than the Doctor she must be a much easier target. But did it come alone?