MAD MAN WITHOUT HIS BOX

Sep 01, 2011 01:30

Characters: The 11th Doctor and vatheon
Location: Plaza, wide and open
Time: Dawn, he thinks anyway
Style: Anything Goes, you lead and I'll follow
Status: Open

Hello there, soaking wet. This feels familiar. No, but wait. But yet. But no. WAIT!

"Where am I?"

There he is, The Doctor shoving himself off the ground. The actual ground.

"Where is my TARDIS?!" He was manic over the fact that he came to and wasn't in the last place he was last. Which is the least he expected, no matter where else he might have been. He was pushing his hair back and flapping about. There was that little glowy green thing, but that did not have his full attention, not like-

"Oh! What's that?" he'd questioned, going right ahead and marching up to the lamufao. He was greatly interested, if even a little intrigued as he'd leaned in close to have a good look at it "I see... I see... No, I've never been here. I don't think. No, I don't remember any of this. I would remember..." Now looking up into that bubble "... an underwater world..."

There was that shake of his head. He was still a touch distressed over the loss of his beloved, but at the same time... at the same time... He reached into his pocket, drawing out the SFC and looking into it.

"Ah! Clever little device" he'd mused, fiddling with the thing and turning it on "Yes, hello. I'm sure this little thing is on" said he, looking into the screen "This is video, right? Right. Well then, I-" there was that moment of thought on how to phrase this. Any of this. "Right, well. Where am I now?" no sense in asking when is he. He knows better, he knows a lot better by this point.

shiba takeru, anthony j. crowley, the eleventh doctor, rider, ryoji mochizuki

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