- 1 - A man can be judged by the quality of his enemies.

[toobravehearted]

[The Doctor is about to exit the TARDIS into what he thinks is the warehouse in Shad Thames. Except for a nanosecond it's just far too bright, the light is all wrong and it's blinding him, he thinks he's going to miss-step or fall and... That's quickly gone and it's definitely not a dingy warehouse that he has stepped into.] 

What?

[Scuffle of feet as he whirls around. Yep, TARDIS is there. More scuffling, whirling around, surveying the scene...] 

What?! Where is this place? Now, that's just not right and- Hello. What are you doing? [Footsteps and he picks up the open journal from the dresser.] Oh! Now that's very clever! Feels and smells like paper and leather yet effectively transcribing my every spoken word. How is it achieved I wonder?

[Muttered...] Far too clever for this to be any of the Dalek's doing... As well as completely beyond their technology. Time scoop? Possible, but I would have seen that coming. Black Guardian? The Eternals! Ah, that feels more like it, this has their hallmark all over it. Oh no. Where are Tegan and Turlough?

Oh look, this journal caught all that as well, a nice record all in my own hand. [There's the sound of pages being flipped.]  Hmm. Lots of other different hands as well... That can't bode well...

[Journal open in hand he cautiously leaves the room but not before suspiciously noting that 2109 has his name on its plate.]  

Hello? Anyone there? Pardon me, but I seem to be in a spot of bother and appear to have lost my friends and a warehouse... Rather careless of me, I know... Has anyone seen a young man or woman, answering to the names of Turlough and Tegan respectively? It's quite important that I find them. Lovely stone castle you have by the way, shame that I can't stay.


[[ OOC: The Doctor is in! Feel free to pester him via journal or in person. He's wandering around the towers and making his way to the ground floor. :) ]] 

Comments

/dictated

[hard_talker]

[that noise.

oh, he'd know that noise ANYWHERE. Mark literally drops the stereo he's repairing - whoops, crash - and gapes at his open journal as his heart leaps into his throat. when the TARDIS door creaks open he waits, not even daring to breathe ... but the voice isn't His Doctor, it's the other one: Nora's. still, though, a Doctor is a Doctor and a TARDIS is a TARDIS...]

Holy shit.

[funny, for a DJ, you'd think he'd be more eloquent about it]

Dictated

[toobravehearted]

[Drop something there, feller? Doctor looks down at his journal where the sound, and then a voice came from, and is transcribed. He's impressed. He'll have to get himself one of these!]

Surely there's no need for that? Hello. I'm The Doctor. Are you all right there?

dictated

[courageous_wit]

What, leaving already? You just got here. [there is a playful fondness in her tone, though. She's missed you, Doctor]

Dictated

[toobravehearted]

[Pause. Pause.] Hello. Just as soon as I have found my friends, yes, I'm afraid so. I don't suppose you've seen them, have you? They have a habit of wandering off.

[Action]

[lightbranded]

[Will had taken to wandering about the castle again to fill the time. Patience was an important skill for an Old One. He knew that. Waiting was their way. To hold back from acting until the right time and place. After all, for someone who existed out of time and who would live until the end of all things, what were a few months?

But to the side of himself that knew what it was to be human still, these months had dragged by very slowly indeed. That side wanted nothing more than to see his brothers and sisters once more.

He pauses at the sight of another wanderer through the castle. Something about him whispered to Will of Time.]

Hullo? Don't think I've seen you around before.

[Action]

[toobravehearted]

[The Doctor senses old and young, power and Time, but it's nothing he can recall coming across before in the form of the boy. Nevertheless, it's still a boy and he's concerned that whoever brought himself here should not in any circumstance be taking children as well.]

Hello. I'd daresay not, I've not been here before. I'm The Doctor. What's your name? How did you get here?

dictated;

[signedlefthanded]

Doctor, you're back! [She's a little too enthusiastic, not paying attention to half of his message. Violet is just thrilled he's back.]

dictated;

[toobravehearted]

Hello! So it would seem from what I'm being told. Bit disconcerting, that. You have me at a disadvantage I'm afraid, miss-?

in person!

[nukeoleptic]

[ Jade is curled up on a chair in the lobby, a plate of french fries balanced on the arm of it, and she looks up when the Doctor enters. She chews hastily, holding one hand over her mouth as she flings the other up to wave at him, fluffy white dog ears perked. ]

Oh! Hi, you look new. Was that you on the journal?

excellent!

[toobravehearted]

[The Doctor is exploring, because that is what he will do. Crossing the lobby he sees movement out of the corner of his eye and comes to a halt.]

Hello! You heard all of that, did you? [He holds up the journal in his hand.] It broadcasts! Really quite marvellous, I shall have to get one of my own. I'm The Doctor, pleased to meet you Miss.

Action

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine had been returning from the library when she hears the TARDIS materializing.

That sound...

Dairine drops her books, staring at the journal. He's back. The Doctor is back. And not just any Doctor, her Doctor. The only person in Paradisa whom she knew from her own universe. It seems too good to be true.

But she had to take the chance. Without further ado, Dairine rushes out of her room to search. The TARDIS didn't sound far away. Dairine runs down the stairs of Ira Tower, aiming for the lobby. That was a common spot for new arrivals. If he wasn't there, she'd keep going until she searched the whole castle.]

Action

[toobravehearted]

[He is only making his way down the stairs of Ira tower himself, peering into alcoves and open doors as he goes, except he hears footfalls on the stairs, going at a good clip from the sounds of things, so he presses up against the wall to avoid whoever is coming from knocking him flat.]

You might want to slow down. [Voice suitably raised so whoever is coming can hear.] Don't need an accident now, do we?

Action forever.

[lupinotuum]

[ Remus is simply passing by on his way down to the kitchen, muttering an assortment of spells under his breath and tapping his wand on a seemingly normal-looking piece of spare parchment. Evidently, he's begun working on the map -- if only to distract himself from thinking about certain past events and to keep himself from becoming a total recluse.

He passes by the Doctor slowly, seemingly oblivious to the other man while he continues to mutter his charms. He stops for a moment when one apparently escapes him and stands there, tapping his wand on his chin while he thinks. ]

Now what was that charm again ... ?

[ He scowls, but then soon realizes that he is not at all alone. Turning around, he finally catches sight of the Doctor and blinks curiously at him. ]

Tegan and Turlough? 'Fraid I haven't seen anyone by those names.

Ad infinitum!

[toobravehearted]

[Hmmm. Doctor stops to watch the muttering boy with interest, turning his head as the lad passes by. Journal in one hand, the other sweeps back his coat and the hand disappears into his trouser pocket.]

No? Really? [Frown and a shrug of disappointment.] I'm getting quite worried about them now. I can only assume they arrived at the same time as I, which means they can't have gotten far. But then, you know what they say about the word 'assume'.

I'm The Doctor, how do you do? [That hand appears and it's out in front of him for a shake.] What do you have there?

[pompous_today]

[Simon stares at the journal for a while. It's the Doctor, alright... and he clearly does not remember having been here.]

Hello again, Doctor. You've already been told you've been here before, I see. I'm Simon; we were friends before and I hope we can get to know each other all over again.

[toobravehearted]

Hello! Thank you Simon, how do you do? Before for you but later for me, yes. At least I'm sincerely hoping that's the case because the alternative doesn't bear thinking about.

I've made a lot of friends when I come here later, it seems. I must have been dashing about quite a bit. How long did you know me for?

[thebestseller]

Hey, aren't you going to stay for a bit?

[toobravehearted]

Hello. As much as I would enjoy to, the people I've met so far have been marvellous, but sadly, no. I was in the middle of- Well, cleaning up a rather nasty mess. [There's a smile in his voice next.] I don't mind a little talk and introductions in the meantime. I'm The Doctor. How do you do?

Dictated forever

[onlyanapple]

Well, well. Look who's back. Took you long enough. I'd expect someone with a time machine to have far better punctuality. I'm disappointed in you, Vegetable Boy.

Dictated Ad Infinitum!

[toobravehearted]

[Splutters.] Vegetable boy?! Well that's a first.

[Smile in his voice.] Yes, back. Or coming, later. If you know the TARDIS you may know that navigating isn't always one of her strongest points. But don't let her know I said that. I am at a disadvantage yet again I'm afraid. You are?


[[ooc: Arses, I'm so sorry. It's a time machine, it can be as punctual as it wants!]]

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel had been walking with no real destination in mind; she has always found it easier to clear her head when not sitting still. But when she spotted that familiar face, she literally stops in her tracks.

The castle has very strange timing. Or perhaps it thinks it amusing to overwhelm her like this. Her husband leaves, an old friend arrives. Give and take, like the flow of the sea.]

I fear you may be here longer than you would prefer, Doctor.

[There's a warmth to her tone and expression despite the unpleasant news she's delivering. He had greeted her upon her arrival; now she could return the favor. It was fitting in a way.]

OMG thank you! <3 Someone tell him that he can't escape!

[toobravehearted]

[He's exploring, no scratch that, he's definitely looking for his companions so he can get back to Earth and clean up the mess he left behind. Walking the halls he sees her and comes to a halt. She is beautiful, regal, and something else. She feels old to The Doctor. He does know better than to ask a lady's age however.]

[His voice is gentle as he steps closer to this enchanting woman.] Hello. Whatever would you mean by that? I have some unfinished business unfortunately. A quick reccy then I will need to be on my way. Might I ask with whom I have the pleasure?

[kungfuwitch]

[Now THERE'S a voice she knows. She may not have known the Doctor well but it's still a comfort to know one of them is back in the castle.]

Welcome back, Doctor. My name's Phoebe Halliwell. There's an entry in the journal in your hands that will be a big help to you, I think. Unfortunately it hasn't been updated in a while since the woman who created it has long since gone home but it's still all useful information. [She writes a page number down]

If you have any questions I'd be more than happy to help you however I can.

[toobravehearted]

Hello! Ah, thank you, Phoebe. Back again, later, it seems and I'm very pleased to meet you. What's that? [He references the page number, flip-flip-flip.] Oh. Oh! My that is an extensive report, the young lady is very thorough. Outstanding work! [He starts to read, getting quite engrossed...]

Hmm? Ah, my apologies, that was rude of me. This is extremely interesting and I shall read it all later. [He's smiling and it's evident in his voice.] I'll be sure to come to you if I have questions. Are you a caretaker of sorts in regards to this place? You say the young lady here went home... How do you know she did?

[eat_me_beat_me]

[What? WHAT?!

Nora nearly spits out her tea when she hears that voice, that amazing voice coming out of the Time Lord she'd been mourning the loss of since he'd vanished from the castle. Her pencil clatters to the floor as she scrabbles to grab her journal]

Doctor?!

[toobravehearted]

Yes? Hello! How are... Are you all right?

dictated;

[ofhope]

...Welcome back...Doctor...

dictated;

[toobravehearted]

Hello! Thank you. Back again, but first time for me. How do you do? May I trouble you for a name?

/dictated

[psych0p0mps]

[That voice! Sure, Aradia was always closer to Eleven, but the Doctor's the Doctor, past, present, or future. And sure, she doesn't recognize half of that terminology seriously how do you be friends with the Doctor and not know what a Dalek is, but to be honest the actual content of the post isn't what she cares about at the moment.

Though this is dictated, it shows up in the journal in distinctive red text!]

oh my god Doctor is that you

/dictated

[toobravehearted]

Hello! Yes, I'm me. Back again, coming later. My, that is colourful! Can I trouble you for a name miss?

dictated;

[gentleidealist]

Hey, is that-- it couldn't be.

Doctor? Hey, is this the Doctor? With the big blue box and the white suit and everything?

Is just laughing so hard at that comment...:D

[toobravehearted]

Yes, hello! White suit? [He'll just look down at himself and the cricket garb and beige frock coat, eye-roll and think close enough.]

Blue box and everything. I take it you know me from before? Might I ask your name?

[encryptedlock]

[...No question about it. That's the Doctor. York's at a loss for what to say for a while, but he'll respond eventually.]

It's good to have you back, Doctor. My name's York, and you've probably heard this before, but--we were friends once.

[toobravehearted]

Hello, York. Thank you for introducing yourself to me. It does make things easier.

[There's a smile in his voice.] Yes, I have heard ithat once or twice today. Did we know each other for long?

[silentrunning]

[Have a scrawl in your journal.]

Hello. I'm here. Haven't seen your friends though, I'm afraid. Welcome to Caer Paradisa.

[toobravehearted]

[Hello. That's different. He writes back in a neat hand.]

That's a shame. Thank you for the welcome. What's your name?

action;

[storiestotell]

[ Katherine, hearing someone outside her room, set aside the journal and hopped off the bed. She had been spending some quality time going through the entries that appeared on the pages to see what she could learn.

She opens the door just enough to poke her head out into the hallway, the sign on her door saying 2108 along with her name. ]

... Do you need some help?

Ad infinitum.

[toobravehearted]

[Walking the halls in the tower, The Doctor stops and abruptly turns around at the voice.]

Hello. If you don't mind Miss, that would be good. Have you seen or heard anyone come this way very recently?