The Doctor Arrives (again)

[thelastgallifreyan]

Who: The Doctor and You
Where: Standard Plaza Drop
When: Late Morning, just before Noon, November 24th
Style: Brackets preferred but I'll match
Status: OPEN

[A rather damp man in a tweed dress jacket and red bow-tie suddenly appears in the plaza next to the corral.

He spins around quickly, observing and taking in the scene before him in a rush of information.

He runs his hand through his hair nervously only to discover that it is wet.]

I'm wet. [He brings his hand down from his head and inspects it. Sniffs it. Then tastes it.]

Correction. [He looks down at the rest of himself and flaps his jacket out a few times as if to get rid of the excess liquid. He begins to straighten his bow-tie.] I'm soaked... [There is a pause.] with salt-water.

And I'm inside a bubble under an ocean next to an enormous piece of coral.

Ooookay. [He claps his hands together and tilts his head to one side and then the other.]

No TARDIS in sight. [He checks his pockets.] Sonic accounted for, that's good. [He removes his sonic screwdriver and takes a reading. There is a green light and an electric buzzing noise for a few seconds. It turns off and he flips the device up to his eyes to inspect the data.]

Well I haven't mis-aimed. There is certainly something odd about this place.

[He places the sonic screwdriver back in his waterlogged pocket.]

So here's a question. [He continues to talk to himself and walks in a semi-circle around the coral.]

Why does this feel oddly familiar?

Comments

[zelda_hylia]

[What a funny man. The interesting fashion statement doesn't mean much of anything to Zelda, most of what people wear in Vatheon is strange to her. The whirring thing he's carrying around is new, as is the way he seems to be investigating the situation... out loud. Is he talking to someone? Is he crazy?

Well, he doesn't look dangerous at least. She holds out a towel to him.]

Hello there, sir.

[thelastgallifreyan]

[The Doctor shifts out of his self-inquisition and beams at the new visitor.]

Hell-oo! [He takes the towel and begins to rub his head vigorously.]

This happens a lot doesn't it. [His voice is muffled by the rapidly moving towel.]

[aim_exorable]

If it feels familiar, then perhaps you've been here before.

[Don't mind the seven foot something troll that's standing nearby, Doctor. After being forced out of his hive yesterday with things not going straight to hell, Darkleer has been slightly less paranoid. Just slightly. So just for a very quick moment, he ran out to get something from the Nostalgia Quarter. His new basement needed it, alright.]

[It just happens so that as he's making his way there, he passes by the curious little man that's muttering to himself.]

Are you going to dry yourself?

[thelastgallifreyan]

[The Doctor turns toward the sound of the voice to find himself looking at a chest. His eyes travel up to the top of the friendly troll.]

You. are. amazing. [He has an enormous smile as he speaks and looks up to Darkleer. Remembering himself, he clears his throat.]

Right! Drying, that's probably a good thing to do.

[He grabs a nearby towel and starts rubbing his hair.]

If I was here before, shouldn't I remember it?

I hope you don't mind previous CR

[lamorteblanc]

[ There's a small frown at the sight of this tweed covered individual. Talking about a TARDIS, that sonic screwdriver... Oh, this one just had to. He approaches, calm as you please and offers a towel. ]

The Doctor, I presume?

Nope! I also like your intro line XD

[thelastgallifreyan]

[The Doctor looks over to the newcomer.]

In the flesh. [He smiles and extends a hand. Realizing it is still wet, he looks around for a towel, finds one, grabs it, hurriedly uses it on his hand, and extends it again.]

Have we met before?

[brbstealingpknm]

Congratulations on being more observant than most morons who arrive here. [Silver snorts though. He's only too used to the monthly arrival of the new comers to have much faith that most of them aren't as dumb as they seem.]

[thelastgallifreyan]

Thank you... I think. [He smiles a bit and sounds mostly cheery.

The arrival focuses his attention on his more immediate surroundings and picks up a nearby towel.]

How do you do? I'm the Doctor.

[He offers a handshake to the youngster.]

[behind_my_smile]

[Fai looks up from where he is crouching by the fountain when that familiar splash is heard. It seems it is time to welcome another new person to the bubble. He stands up, arms full of animal shaped balloons and smiled towards the new arrival.]

Welcome~ Maybe you've been here before and that is why it feels familiar. If so, welcome back. If not, then welcome to Vatheon!

[thelastgallifreyan]

Oh! [Taken out of his verbal contemplation, the Doctor turns quickly to greet his visitor.] Hello.

[He takes a few steps towards the man and takes Fai's hand, shaking it. He's enthusiastic, but also still wet. The handshake continues.]

I'm still trying to figure that one out.

Vatheon... vatheon... it does seem a bit familiar.

[The Doctor realizes now that he's still shaking hands, and that he's gotten Fai a little damp. He stops abruptly and grabs a towel; first drying his own hands and then offering it to Fai.]

[fistfullofmagic]

Perhaps the coral has drawn you in before.

[Just a six-foot-seven man who seems not to particularly care about the newest arrival's fashion sense. Pay him no mind. The odd little device and the stranger's peculiar way of investigating his surroundings has clearly piqued Dhaos' curiosity enough to go over and talk.

...Well, that, and the fact that he can quite distinctly hear two hearts beating when most creatures get along fine with just one.]

...Forgive me if this is a rude question, but I have no knowledge of any species that requires two hearts.

[thelastgallifreyan]

[The Doctor turns and blinks once or twice.]

What's wrong with two hearts?

[The smile that forms after he asks clearly indicates that he's not offended.]

[bestestfurrend]

[Flashy green light! It attracts the attention of the small cat-like troll who'd been passing by with her arms full of a sketchbook and drawing supplies.

The Doctor will hear a long drawn out ooooooh from behind him.]

Do it again, make the light again!

[thelastgallifreyan]

What? [He takes his sonic screwdriver out and palms it.]

You mean this?

[He turns it back on with a smirk. The green light shines again, this time directed at the visitor. An electric hum is heard and wavers in tone slightly as he moves it up and down scanning her.]

Late forever and ever and ever

[lucentpalisade]

[ Hello Doctor, you're currently be stared at by a strange little girl. Well.. Strange little girl and strange older man, it works, right? Why is she staring? Well... ]

Is it answering?

[ Because she assumes he's talking to the coral. ]

It never talks back to me, but it brought my friends when I asked it. [ Purely by coincidence, but shh. ]

Pfff - you're not late!

[thelastgallifreyan]

Hmm? [The Doctor turns around to see the young looking girl.]

No, no answers yet.

[He smiles and takes a few steps towards her, bending down on one knee to be the same height.]

Is it supposed to talk?

[shirleyhopeful]

[blink blink]

That's quite an interesting device you have there.

[thelastgallifreyan]

What? This old thing?

[He pulls out the device and wiggles it between his thumb and index finger.]

It's a sonic screwdriver. Useful for all sorts of things.

Made it myself. Well... mostly.

[As he talk he moves closer and offers a handshake.]

Hello, I'm the Doctor.

[worldofhurt]

[Sheena's quiet, hand on a hip, and just observing the newcomer for a moment; she'd been all set to approach him and ask him if he wanted any help, but... Then he'd started carrying on with himself. Weirdly. So she'd just... Not. And wait until he's done.

Maybe she should just go back, get someone else... In case he's crazy on top of being weird. But then that last statement catches her, and she has to wonder. Out loud.]

Familiar, huh? Well, I guess it's the kind of place you'd never forget. Vatheon has some weird properties to it, too.

[thelastgallifreyan]

[The crazy and weird man stops talking to himself and looks only slightly apologetic or embarrassed about it.]

Aaaaahhh. So that's where this is. Or where I am. [He corrects himself.]Where we are.

Of course that doesn't quite cover all of it, does it? I'm not entirely sure where here is. The name seems a bit familiar, but the mind is a bit foggy still. I'm not at my best when water-logged. [He's half talking to himself and half-talking to the woman who just spoke.

He wipes his finger across the ground and licks it.

He smacks his lips together.]

That's odd. I can't quite place it.

[He looks at her inquisitively, now fully talking to her.]

Do you happen to know what year it is?

[waywardtomato]

[Hello Doctor, meet Ed. The gangly teenage girl(?) is hanging upside down from a nearby pole. She watches the new arrival with a smile. He seemed very fun! At the base of the pole is a sleeping Welsh Corgi that is currently lounging on what appears to be a computer of some variety.]

Navy blue, deja vu. That is what happens when Ed does something she thinks she already did.

[thelastgallifreyan]

[The Doctor turns, not seeing anyone except the dog at eye level. He tilts his head. Talking dogs would be new.

A bit of movement draws his attention higher. Ah. That's more like it.]

Hello! [The Doctor approaches closer to Ed's hanging place, looking up at her.]

That's some impressive acrobatics.

[theinfamous1412]

[ This trouble maker is doing what he does best-making trouble as he pours soap into the fountain. He does it a lot so it's actually kinda boring but sometimes people have fun reactions. He's just finishing pouring the entire bottle in before he finally turns his attention to the new comer, hiding the empty bottle of soap somewhere in his jacket before moving over to him acting like he hasn't been doing anything he shouldn't be. ]

I think they call that Deja Vu, would you like a towel?

[ He pulls one out of nowhere that seems to still be halfway up his sleeve. ]

[thelastgallifreyan]

[The Doctor turns his attention away from his external musings and towards the helpful lad.]

That would be amazing.

[He reaches to take the towel.]

/just throws Sol in this shit too for SCIENCE!

[immoralflame]

[Regular Einstein, ain't this guy? Sol doesn't utter a word, just keeps on as he is: right hand in his pocket and the square-edged blade in his left hand bracing against his shoulder as he walks. He's just a passer-by, not paying the man any more mind than is strictly necessary since he's in Sol's line of sight.

Guy's obnoxious with his chattering, but not giving Sol much reason to be at all helpful. At least, not until the "Sonic" is pulled out. That catches his attention. Course diverted, Sol's just gonna pause while the newcomer wanders his path, head cocked towards a shoulder to peer at the man.]

Pockets in general're "odd".

[Well, his theory is that it's a pocket.]

So's deja-vu.

FOR SCIENCE!

[thelastgallifreyan]

Pockets? Terribly useful things. Can store just about anything you need. The more pockets the better.

[He pats his pockets on his wet tweed jacket.

The man seems a little disturbed and not quite normal in picking up the conversation. Deja-vu seems to spark something though. The Doctor turns and faces the man.]

Have you had the feeling you've been here too?