"I'm not a magician. I'm a Time Lord. And this is my TARDIS. And I can't show you anything because I can't seem to get in."

He shoves his hands in his pockets looking as casual as you please. Of course, the TARDIS isn't quite his TARDIS. He can't remember if it's Ten's or Eleven's. He's pretty sure it isn't Eight's, because it's the wrong shade of blue.


[ooc: no worries at all :) RL>RP And we'll just... move the time around since other threads give information already :)]