A Doctor walks into a bar [Open]

[madman_inabox]

Eleven saw Clara's name on the rooming list during the holiday party, and he found it odd that he hadn't seen her as of yet. Maybe she was spending time with one of the other hims, and he planned on ignoring those feelings of jealousy that swelled up in his stomach thinking about that.

So, since everyone winds up in Ten Forward at some point or other, that's where the Doctor planned on spending the foreseeable future. Eventually, Clara would appear, or Amy, or maybe someone else that he hadn't talked to just yet.

Eleven sat at a table near the window eating his favorite food, fish fingers and custard, something he assumed someone would question him on. Maybe. Eventually.

Comments

Did it hurt? JK

[cridhe]

Cridhe has been doing what she can to meet and spend time with people other than those from her universe. She can control an manipulate the whole of time and space. She can literally see them whenever she wants. (Well, within reason. Reason being whenever the Doctor and/or River aren't using her.)

She can't resist when she sees Bowtie. He has his bowl of fish custard up to his face at the moment, so she chooses that second to slide into the seat across from him. She rests her elbow on the table and supports her head in her palm and just watches him.

And times him to see how long it will take him before he notices someone is sat across from him.

LOL Not as much as when Jim Kirk walked into a bar

[madman_inabox]

It took Eleven a solid minute to realize that someone did, indeed, sit down across from him. So, he lowered the bowl and went back to dipping the fish fingers into the custard.

"Hello."

XD

[cridhe]

"Sixty-Seven seconds. I have forgotten how focused you can be when you choose to be."

Yup, she's going to talk to him like he knows who she is, because she's been around long enough she assumes word about her has gotten around. Even Q knew who she was... That was bothersome.

[kristenkgcpd]

A couple of tables over Kristen was simply people watching while nursing her tea and going over the pros and cons of eye surgery via PADD. But when she spotted the unusual combo of food at the Doctor's table her interest went up and her research set aside for now, this could only get interesting. So she went with a more light hearted approach,"Never saw that on a menu before?"

[madman_inabox]

"Sweet and savory all at once," he said with a smile, "can't get much better than that."

Then he stopped eating for a second before offering her the seat across from him, "I'm the Doctor...and cool glasses."

He'd always wanted a pair like that. Maybe he'd replace his brown round ones with that kind of style instead, not that he needed any of them.

[kristenkgcpd]

"I'm Kristen and thanks, always had a soft spot for the 50s honestly." Kristen grabbed her tea and PADD before she joined the Doctor. "Ever try French Fries with chocolate sauce? Heard of someone trying that one at the office." she offered.

[disneydescendant]

The moment Henry saw Eleven, he swelled up with happiness. Though he had to tell himself that this was a new place and the time lord might not know him. He watched for a while deciding what to say when he finally did walk up to him.

Eventually, he sat down opposite the man and greeted him as if they did know each other. Hopefully this Eleven wouldn't mind Henry using the nickname he'd used before.

"Hey Theta."

[madman_inabox]

Eleven's almost non-existent eyebrows rose up to his hairline. That's a name he hadn't heard in centuries, much less someone calling him that name.

"How do you know that?"

[disneydescendant]

Henry practically grinned. To anyone else, Henry might have shrugged it off but it had been Theta who had told him a lot of what he knew, so he just rattled it off as his answer.

"Before I arrived here, I was stuck a pocket dimension in which people from different points in space and time were brought on a train. Quite similar to where we are now only within a city setting with very limited technology. Within it, I met you, or a version of you and I refused to believe you had the name Doctor as that is more of a profession. So you asked me to call you Theta instead."

He's forgotten how much fun it was to have more information than other people. And even more fun when those other people don't think you're crazy for telling them that information.

[hasopinions]

Bars are important places. You could learn a lot in them. Meet a lot of people. Customers.

Ishka does notice the fish fingers and custard. That is definitely a new one. "I'm not sure I'll ever completely understand hewmon food." Surely that can't be popular.

[madman_inabox]

"Oh, no. I'm not from Earth."

Which would probably explain why his food choice was so odd. But he wasn't offended by being called the wrong species. Humans did look Time Lord after all.

[hasopinions]

That at least started to explain it. Though it was still a very odd looking dish. "Does your planet have a limited collection of ingredients available?" If this was the result of improvise just to get something new, that was more understandable. You had to try to come up with new things sometimes.

[a_quick_study]

"Is that... fish fingers?"

Even after so much time spent on Earth trying to learn the customs and cultures of the people around him, and even more time spent here trying to learn so many more of them, Jonas still found things that surprised him. And food had always been a fascination for him.

He'd never have been able to find the time to try everything, but that hadn't stopped him from doing what he could.

"Fish fingers and ..." He approached a little closer, peering at the bowl. "And custard!"

[madman_inabox]

"Yes!" Eleven grinned broadly, "That's correct. Fish Fingers and Custard. Sweet and Savory all at once."

At least someone seemed excited by his meal. He'll count that as a win.

"I finally got that machine over there to make it properly."

[a_quick_study]

Jonas, it had to be said, was almost always prepared to be excited by a new combination of foods that he hadn't seen before, and even his extensive exploration of Earth foods had never brought him to this particular combination.

Fish sticks, yes. Custard, definitely. Both could be found in the SCG's commissary. Never the two of them together, though.

"That is a genius idea. Is it common where you're from? I've never seen anyone eat them together, but I still have a lot of Earth foods to try."

This one was definitely going on his list.

[bob_fraser_rcmp]

"Son, you're going to have stomach issues if you keep that up," Bob replied. Technically, not question why he'd start eating it, but the pairing doesn't seem like there's much solid to it.

[madman_inabox]

"I'll be just fine. I've been eating this for hundreds of years."

Granted, he hadn't been eating replicated fish custard for long at all. That could do something odd, but Eleven doubted it.

[braveheart_clara]

Clara had been... well... you know Clara. She tends to wander. To explore. She got a bit lost in her exploring. When she got here, it was just in time for this holiday, actually. Which was surprising, seeing as she shouldn't be able to have ANY more Christmas' at all. Which lead to her trying to get her head on right, and wandering, and trying to believe this wasn't a dream of some sort. A sudden fear that it was Dream Crabs again. So on.

By this time she has met her roommate (and no doubt ran into 12), as it's been a few days, but here she is, exploring more. Ten Forward was... interesting. Decorated nice at the moment, huh. But the most interesting part was the goofy looking man with the bowtie. Sitting at a table by a window. Eating.

She moved all in a rush, ducking past a person, sliding past another, and rounding on his table swiftly. Both hands slapped down on the table in front of him and she leaned, eyes going wide as she took in his appearance. If he looked up he's see her staring, surprised, wide eyes unsure for all of a moment, before a slow smile blossomed across her face.

"You!"

[madman_inabox]

Eleven would have spotted Clara sooner if he wasn't currently drinking from a bowl of custard. When she got to his table and made a show of it he put the bowl down and matched her grin, even if he did have a custard-y mustache.

"Me!"

[myks]

Myka walked into Ten Forward, grabbing coffee and a salad for lunch. Ten Froward was crowded and she really wanted a seat by the window. She walked over to the Doctor's table.

She made a face at the food, but schooled her expression before speaking. "Do you mind some company?"

[madman_inabox]

"Not at all, have a seat."

Her lunch looked much less fun than his. But sometimes boring food was needed. Besides, how would you know what fun food was in the first place?

[thelasttimelord]

Even if Ten Forward is the site of the most time rips on the ship, of the paradox of Q's slip-holing universe and stitching of dozens of universes and people from them whom never should have come together, no less have managed to stick together without any universally impacting and collapsing implosions, The Doctor has grown fond of this area.

At least as much as one can. After all, if he can manage standing next to Jack for several months, he can do this, too. It doesn't hurt that as a bonus, the people there are rather cheerful and interesting. Odd, strange, beautiful. Different each of them from the last. A new reflection of a whole new time, of a whole new planet, of whole new universe.

The Doctor never was good at resisting those things in his own. Always running to the next. So he finds himself here.

Looking around and -- that can't really be, can it? That man really isn't -- "Is that custard?"

[madman_inabox]

Eleven would admit that it's interesting from a Time perspective too, but right now his meal was taking up most of his attention. He hadn't spent much time investigating the mess that Q made of things, but he'd chalk that up to trying to prevent any number of the other things that seemed to happen on the ship.

"It's is, perfectly prepared custard from a computer."

Then he took a look at his Tenth Self. He really was skinny, and taller than Eleven remembered. He seemed to think that the last time they met as well. Proper skinny.

[notdrfrasier]

Carolyn glared at the replicator as she snatched her cup of coffee from it. Of all the things to have a grudge with, it seemed like hers was with the stupid replicator. She didn't know why but she normally spent a good ten minutes arguing with it over how she wanted her coffee.

And normally the damn replicator won.

Sighing, she moved over towards one of the tables near near a window but paused as she was passing one with a man eating... She had no idea what he was eating.

"What is that?"

[madman_inabox]

Eleven would help if he could, after all, he did get it to make his favorite dish. Though the food dispenser on the TARDIS was much more agreeable. Maybe the captain would let him make a few modifications.

He finished his fish finger and smiled, "Fish fingers and custard."