~ 1 ~ What?!

[im_the_doctor]

[There’s the hum of a transporter beam and a lone figure appears. He stands still for a moment, takes in a deep breath, opens his eyes, and frowns in confusion. This is not where he expected to materialize. Turning to his right he opens his mouth to speak, but before he can utter a sound he closes it again with a snap. There’s no one there.

Looking left and then right there are other people mulling about but not the person he’s looking for.]

Mr. Cooper? [His voice is a rough whisper. Trying not to draw attention to himself, at least not yet, but still attract the attention of his missing friend.

That’s when he sees her. Sitting across the lobby, waiting for him to come and find her. It doesn’t strike him odd that she’s inside, although perhaps it should. Instead he’s far too happy to see her.

Discretely he makes his way across the room. Casually looking over the people - looking for Mr. Cooper, and the decor – trying to figure out exactly where he might be. There are a few oddities in the room but he's not really focused on the going-on's of the people themselves. Once he reaches the TARDIS, he retrieves his key from his pocket and unlocks the door. It’s not until he opens the door does and sees inside that he fully realizes that things are not as he anticipated.]

What?!

[No longer attempting to go unnoticed, his voice squeaks in shock and slight indignation.]

WHAT?!

[This time even higher pitched and much louder than the last. The inside of the TARDIS is not his normal coral wallpaper. Instead it’s mostly white with large circles... That’s not... It’s not... But that’s...]

Impossible!



Note: The use of the Fifth Doctor’s TARDIS has been done with the mun’s permission.

Comments

[lightbranded]

[Will had been reading on a chair not too far away. He looks up in surprise when he feels a sudden presence. Not of the Dark nor of the Light, but more similar to that oddness he often felt around Five.

The Old One that was Will stands up and watches the new arrival's actions with great interest.]

Goodness, this is really quite strange.

dictated

[courageous_wit]

[that voice... She knows it. But it can't possibly be who she thinks it is. She takes a shaky breath and goes for the safer option]

Doctor?

[im_the_doctor]

[Clearly this is not his TARDIS. Well, technically it IS his TARDIS but just not his TARDIS yet. No that's not quite right either. It is his TARDIS but not currently his TARDIS but he strongly suspects it's his from a long time ago... or possibly once again in the future but he rather doubts that.

Unsure of what to do he hovers at the door way. After several moments he knocks loudly on the other door half and calls inside.]

Hellu??? Is there anybody home?

Re: dictated

[im_the_doctor]

[Hearing the voice he frowns and looks around the door then steps back and looks around the sides of the TARDIS. After a moment of indecision he replies.]

Uh, Hello..?

dictated

[courageous_wit]

Y... you are the Doctor, right?

Re: dictated

[im_the_doctor]

Yes, that I am! I'm the Doctor. ... And you are?

dictated

[courageous_wit]

Hermione Granger. I, um... we've met. Sort of.

[lightbranded]

[Will approaches him quietly.]

Don't think anyone is in there right now.

Re: dictated

[im_the_doctor]

Well hello Hermoine Granger! We have?! I'm sorry, I don't recall...?

[im_the_doctor]

[Startles slightly, he's certainly off his game. As he turns his face brightens and lights with a cheerful smile.]

Oh, hello! No. It would seem like they were out...

[Taking a step back he closes the door, locks it and pockets the key as inconspicuously as possible.]

Can you tell me... What do they look like? The person who is normally with this box...

dictated

[courageous_wit]

You wouldn't. We met in your fifth incarnation. [and eleventh, but maybe she shouldn't mention that yet]

[lightbranded]

The Doctor, you mean?

[im_the_doctor]

Yes. Right. The Doctor. ... Can you tell me what he looks like?

Re: dictated

[im_the_doctor]

Oh. Right!

And, how long ago would that have been?

dictated

[courageous_wit]

About two years ago. Though he's still here now, if you'd like to ask him yourself.

[lightbranded]

[Will was close enough now for a casual look to reveal that although his face was as youthful as any other thirteen-year-old, there was an odd oldness about his eyes.]

Like himself, I suppose. Blondish hair, with a cricket uniform and a sprig of celery.

[The boy tilts his head.]

You feel much like him.

Re: dictated

[im_the_doctor]

He is?!

... Where exactly is here?

And, [He does another quick look around.] Where might you be?

dictated

[courageous_wit]

In his room, I expect. And I'm in mine, though I could pop down to see you if you like.

[delincuente]

[Sup doc, there is one (1) bored young wizard half-watching you from a few meters away, where she's just left the kitchen. She's dressed in pajamas, with a wand tucked behind one ear and what looks suspiciously like a hot dog topped with Froot Loops in one hand.

She eyes him for a few moments, taking a couple of steps towards the box as he's opening the doors, and peering in around him. Huh. Nothing impressive. But he seems weird and interesting, so she takes a bite of her dinner and looks up at him with a look of mild judgement.]

Dude, your hair looks like a cockatoo. Was that on purpose, or did you get in a fight with hair gel?

[beastisbeauty]

[Bruce was on his way to the clinic, but stops, when he hears the man, a stranger to him, asking what repeatedly. Smiling awkwardly, Bruce approaches.]

Um, hi. Everything okay?

Dictated

[the_effect_she_has]

[People start screaming - WHAT?! and she has to take a moment to not pull a weapon. Instead, she exhales, takes her hand off her knife, and addresses the journal.]

New guy, you okay?

[toobravehearted]

[Well, here's the Doctor crossing the lobby and carrying a weed wacker in one hand. The other hand is rummaging in his pocket for his key. Is he rushing and looking a little distracted? Maybe. It's busy mind time and he's thinking on a quick trip out to Fairfield to pick up any one that needs a ride back.

He's that engrossed it doesn't immediately register that the TARDIS door is open. He just walks right on over and--]

Oh! Excuse me! Pardon me!

[He dodges, walks right around himself with a grin, and manages at least three steps inside before that big penny drops and he whirls around and right back out.]

What?! You!

dictated;

[nottallerordead]

The fact that you're saying that makes me think it isn't really impossible.

[dream_reality]

[Hey, Doc, there's a guy hanging upside down from the ceiling by his left ankle over in the corner of the lobby. He's currently reading a book, though his eyes peer at you over the binding.]</>

[im_the_doctor]

[As the boy comes closer the Doctor can sense that there's something different about this young man. He's not exactly what he seems.]

Oh yes! I know exactly who you mean! [Grins] The celery rather gives him a way don't you think?!

Do I now? [The Doctor tilts his head and really looks curiously at Will.] How is it we feel?