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Intro-ish Post (With Options)
This Doctor had been getting settled in on board the Enterprise - well as much as he can. He still baulks at the jabs he had to be given, but since they didn't contain anything that was harmful to him, he allowed for them.
Now, he has an agenda. He knows the TARDIS is somewhere on board and now that he has a map and listings, he's going to go there to find it.
The Doctor is making his way down to the cargo hold, but going about it the long way around. May as well investigate the ship on his way. If he can get to the TARDIS, he won't be staying long anyway, so he might as well explore something new as he goes along.
It's all terribly human. Basic, really. And they think it's the best thing. About the only thing he's really interested in is this Q character. He doesn't mind humans most of the time. He just doesn't like being 'stuck' with them. And there's so much humanity here - with nothing to escape it.
B: TARDIS Cargo hold Plot: Open To All
After his adventure with Trever and his cat, the Doctor finally arrives at the cargo hold that is marked as containing the TARDIS. He sonics his way in (whether or not that was necessary) and looks around. Some of the items look familiar and others seem alien - even to him - which is saying something. It isn't long before he sees the TARDIS, standing there in all her glory. He confidently strides towards her. When he gets there, he gives a loving stroke to her. "Hello, Old Girl. Now, let's see about getting out of here."
The Doctor needed to vent his anger and frustration at not being able to get back to his own universe. So he made his way to the training room. He had told Clara he had cheated against Robin Hood with his archery skills. But that doesn't mean he's positively rubbish at it. He just wasn't sure of his aim at a ship with rotating bits. If he were to be perfectly honest, which he rarely is, he just needs a bit of practice. He was disappointed that he couldn't get into the Armoury, so he would have to make-do with one of the holodecks. Pity. It's never quite as good as the real thing. Now, if only someone else with archery skills were around. Nothing like a little bit of friendly competition when it comes to brushing up on skills.
{{OOC: I'm happy to backtag however long people are interested in playing with these plots.}}
Now, he has an agenda. He knows the TARDIS is somewhere on board and now that he has a map and listings, he's going to go there to find it.
The Doctor is making his way down to the cargo hold, but going about it the long way around. May as well investigate the ship on his way. If he can get to the TARDIS, he won't be staying long anyway, so he might as well explore something new as he goes along.
It's all terribly human. Basic, really. And they think it's the best thing. About the only thing he's really interested in is this Q character. He doesn't mind humans most of the time. He just doesn't like being 'stuck' with them. And there's so much humanity here - with nothing to escape it.
B: TARDIS Cargo hold Plot: Open To All
After his adventure with Trever and his cat, the Doctor finally arrives at the cargo hold that is marked as containing the TARDIS. He sonics his way in (whether or not that was necessary) and looks around. Some of the items look familiar and others seem alien - even to him - which is saying something. It isn't long before he sees the TARDIS, standing there in all her glory. He confidently strides towards her. When he gets there, he gives a loving stroke to her. "Hello, Old Girl. Now, let's see about getting out of here."
The Doctor needed to vent his anger and frustration at not being able to get back to his own universe. So he made his way to the training room. He had told Clara he had cheated against Robin Hood with his archery skills. But that doesn't mean he's positively rubbish at it. He just wasn't sure of his aim at a ship with rotating bits. If he were to be perfectly honest, which he rarely is, he just needs a bit of practice. He was disappointed that he couldn't get into the Armoury, so he would have to make-do with one of the holodecks. Pity. It's never quite as good as the real thing. Now, if only someone else with archery skills were around. Nothing like a little bit of friendly competition when it comes to brushing up on skills.
{{OOC: I'm happy to backtag however long people are interested in playing with these plots.}}
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She wasn't there a moment ago.
But she's there now.
And she's following him with her tail up in the air and that sort of saunter that says 'I just happen to be going in the same direction that you are and I'm totally not following you at all. Nope' cats have.
Though she might go for his ankles in a moment.
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All those archery lessons are coming back to me XD
:)
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Cargo hold!
Being almost entirely human to first glance, she looks incredibly out of place.
She's used to people coming in, even approaching the TARDIS she happens to share 'quarters' with, but as she opens her eyes (the computer beeps 'regeneration cycle complete') and looks around, she notices that this person is new.
She steps off the platform--it goes dark behind her, without her connected the alcove has no need to function--and approaches him without any sense of hesitation, stopping well outside any circle of 'personal space'.
"This cargo hold requires clearance from the Captain." After all, there are people living here. Rude.
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While I try to figure out some Trev world building stuff, have an Alec
It's amazing how many semi-sentient devices that have to deal with time travel dislike him.
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Cargo hold
It's only a corridor over when the Doctor stops and pulls out something and then enters. Steve slides between the doors before they fully close and continues to watch. He doesn't have authority on this ship and he doesn't really have any reason to be following this man, but he's bored and he's never been one to ignore his instincts.
He's surprised to find the man ends up at what looks like a phone booth. The way he caresses it and talks to it, it seems like more than just a phone booth to him but Steve doesn't see the appeal. He's about to walk away when the man's words finally register.
Instead of staying in hiding he steps out and towards. "Excuse me, but did you say you had a way out of here?"
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Cargo Hold
"Are you looking to make an escape from here with your time machine?" She queried as she drew closer. No doubt that it was more than a little stretch of the imagination to make such a deduction, but Helena had once built her own time machine. Plus the police box was some sort of machine that could travel. If it was a ship the way the Enterprise was, it wouldn't be in the cargo hold. At least that is what she thought, anyway. It just didn't look like a ship to her that traveled about like other ships would.
So now she would wait and see how close, or far, her guess was.
Re: Cargo Hold
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Cargo Hold!
"She's not going to go anywhere. Look over there."
Sure enough, there were two other TARDISes parked right next to each other. His, with the St. John's Ambulance Logo and another in a slightly different shade of blue. What didn't make sense to Eleven was why there was another Doctor with a face he hadn't seen before.
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"As I said, most of what's here does seem to be related to the technology of this place and time--or, at least, the containers are, even if perhaps some of the contents are not. But I'm hoping that this is a sign that items related to other visitors on the Enterprise--like myself--are kept in a specific-oh!"
He cuts himself off as he stumbles into an area holding an item that is very familiar indeed--with a person in front of it who, while not familiar in appearance, Will has an inkling he might already know. "Um." He stares, his gaze going between the TARDIS and the man standing in front of it for several seconds, before he manages to call out: "Hello! S-sorry to interrupt, but...are you...the Doctor?"
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My review of some BFAs this weekend reminds me how symbiotic Doctor and TARDIS are XD
True. And you're tempting me to ask which ones!
8th Doctor with Lucie Miller XD (Just reviewing a few so 12 can meet Lucie again)
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I was going to wait and reply tomorrow, but I couldn't leave the emo hanging.
[pets the poor woobie Doctor! ;) ]
[he's really the biggest sap. don't tell anyone.]
[Hey EVERYBOOOOODDDDDYYYYY!]
[Cute :P]
:D
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