She has a plan to get outside

Yasmin hugged her knees against her chest, nervously eyeing the restraints currently resting towards the side of the chamber. Hopefully she wouldn't be displayed so blatantly again.

She bit her lip, not nearly as encouraged by the presence of the Doctor as she thought she'd ok. Ok, she'd been hopeful when the Doctor had burst in, but now they were both naked, both locked up, and awaiting god only knew what Sken had planned next.

At least Graham and Ryan weren't there to see her exposed again, as if they hadn't gotten enough of an eyeful. But the Doctor was, even if the blonde seemed just as awkward with her body.

Suddenly the Doctor jumped up, straightening for an instant and exposing her chest, causing a sudden jiggle Yaz tried very hard to not stare at.

"I've got it!" she said.

Then, as the door to the room their cell was ins lid open, she dropped her voice to a whisper: "Just play along."

Yaz frowned, but quickly schooled her expression. God, anything to hopefully get somewhere with actual clothes.

Sken strode towards the control panel again. Yaz squeaked.

"Oh, that's bugging me," the Doctor said. "What were they called? Ooh, that's going to annoy me all day. Ra, ra... ru? Yaz, what do you think?"

"Uh..." Yaz stared at the Doctor.

"You know, what that guy we saw talking to the Autons said," the Doctor said. "Species name I think. Meant to tell the Doctor, but with your capture, clean slipped my mind. What were they called? R-something. Ro, ra..."

"Oh! Uh, Ra... radish?" Yaz blinked. What was she...

"No, no, I think it was ru..." the Doctor murmured.

"Rumour? Uh, Running, Ru..." Yaz hesitated.

Please tell her that the Doctor's plan to get out of constant nudity was not word association.

"Oh! Rutan! That was it!" the Doctor said. She smiled brightly. "It was a Rutan that helped the Autons. Thanks, that was bothering-"

Sken looked sharply up from his console before pressing any switch. Yaz held her breath tentatively; maybe he wasn't going to start restraining them again. That was... hopefully good.

"What did you say?" Sken said. "Repeat that?"

"What? Oh, it's nothing," the Doctor said. "Just couldn't remember a word."

"The Rutans are here?" Sken said.

"That's what I saw," the Doctor said. "Why, do you know them?"

She tilted her head innocently. Sken paused; then, rather hastily, he turned and marched out of the room.

Grinning, the Doctor turned back to face Yaz. Yaz blinked.

"What was that?" Yasmin said.

"Rutans, old enemy of the Sontarans," the Doctor said. "That's the thing about Sontarans. Master tacticians, but anything beyond military manoeuvres and they can be a bit stupid, especially if the chance for a battle's blinding them."

"...Are there Rutans here?" Yaz said.

"Nope!" the Doctor said brightly. "But I don't think they'd want to keep a couple of people with potential access to valuable information locked up for him to run experiments on."

Yaz breathed a sigh of relief. Ok, finally. Even if they'd be moved to another cell, maybe they'd let her cover up. At the very least she wouldn't need to worry about being exposed to everyone again.

Ok, maybe things were looking up.

And then Sken marched back into the room, with two Sontarans behind him. Yaz squeaked, hugging her legs all the more nervously to her chest.

"You saw a Rutan?" Sken barked. "You remember where?"

"Yep!" the Doctor said.

"You will show us. Both of you, stand!"

Wait, what? Yaz's eyes widened as the Doctor stood; she didn't seem quite sure what to do with her arms, plainly wanting to try and cover herself but not entirely sure how. Eventually she settled just for crossing her arms.

When Sken rapped on the glass cell wall, Yaz hastened to obey too, cheeks burning. Oh god, it was so much harder to stand like this, ass no longer hidden by the floor, and needing to keep one arm over her tits and a hand over her pussy if she wanted any chance at modesty.

The cell door slid open.

The Doctor led the way out, Yaz stumbling close behind, glancing around.

Wait, was that the Doctor's plan, to just get them outside? But they were still-

"C-can we get something to wear?" Yaz said, voice high.

"You do not need clothes to show us where the Rutan was sighted," Sken said. "Walk!"

Yaz yelped.

As the Sontarans marched, the nude Doctor and Yasmin had to walk with them. Yaz whimpered as she was once more paraded through the rest of the Sontaran outpost, and then whimpered as she made it outside.

Oh god, hopefully Ryan and Graham had made it far away. They couldn't see her again...

"This was your plan?" Yaz whispered incedulously. "Tell me there's more."

"I got us out of the cell," the Doctor said proudly. "It's a start."

So instead of being stark naked inside, she was just as naked but being paraded around outside on the surface of the planet. Yaz squeaked. She wasn't entirely sure that was better.

Ok, she wasn't being restrained, but to think of how much more in the open she was...

"Any idea how to get us clothes?" Yaz said, voice still low.

Even whispering was embarrassing. Getting close to the Doctor, fine; getting close to the Doctor while both of them were naked in the other hand made her cheeks burn.

"Working on it," the Doctor said. "Plenty of time before they realise I'm not leading them anywhere."

Yaz knew that was how the Doctor did things. Try something, see what happened, hope she came up with a better plan before it was too late. Normally Yaz didn't mind.

Then again, normally she wasn't being marched over an alien planet wearing only her shoes and socks. She adjusted her arms, squeaking.

"Would it make you feel better if I told you I had a plan?" the Doctor whispered.

"Yes! Oh god yes," Yaz said, sighing in relief.

"Good," the Doctor beamed. "I've got a plan. Just, uh, don't ask for too many details."

Oh. Yaz whimpered as she continued her nude walk.