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Who: The Doctor and Jenrya
What: Jenrya had been looking for a safe, open space to practice Tai Chi. So, when the Doctor suggests the TARDIS, it seems like the perfect solution. Jenrya stops by the Doctor's room to check it out.
When: Here and now.
Where: the Doctor's room
Rating: PG

It was a few days later before Jenrya was finally able to find the

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Having spent the best part of twelve hours straight working but having no success, The Doctor had, well, called it a day and kicked back. He was sat on the chair nearest the console, his pair of sneakers loitering over the edge of the control centre, just managing not to hit anything. His eyes were closed and his head was lolled back, asleep, or feigning it almost perfectly - but as he heard a distant knocking sound, he warily opened one eye, stifling a yawn. Who? he thought slowly. Ray? Probably not (he hadn't done anything... weird... yet). Naomi? Nah, probably not her either... it took him a couple of seconds to recall inviting Jenrya.

Jenrya! Of course!

As he did, he shot upright, wiping his eyes again to blink out the sleep that had been coming on, flying straight across the room, opening the TARDIS door, and scooting straight across the well- lesser space of the room (given the TARDIS took up pretty much all of it), and opened the door, about 99.5% sure it was Jenrya. Beaming as he gussed correctly, he stifled back another

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Feeling a little sheepish about the fact that he had disturbed the older man from some undoubtedly need beauty sleep, Jenrya had been about to offer that he could come back later when the strange contents of the room had caught his eye. A big, blue police box. Putting pleasantries and manners aside for just a moment, he stared with interest.

This was the TARDIS? He stepped through the doorway, lost for words, but managed a small "thanks" and a basic, yet warm greeting. A smile began to spread across his face. It really made no sense at all. The inside was so much bigger than the outside.

"Doctor... you weren’t kidding. This thing is amazing!"

Placing his hand up to his chin, as he always did when in deep thought, Jenrya leaned in for a closer look at the console, mindful not to touch anything. Imagine it, traveling through time and space in a police box! Technology had certainly come a long way. “What does this thing in the center here do?”

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The Doctor waited for the telltale line that everyone always seemed pressured to say when they entered, but when it didn't come, he meerly shrugged before bounding back inside the TARDIS and closing the door behind him, the inner workings making the odd noises they always did.

"Of course!" he said brightly, pleased that Jenrya was interested. Not all young minds fully were... well, some were. "This is the console," he said fondly, patting the edge of it, as if it were a person rather than an object. "It controls just about everything that goes on here- the time, the place you're going, all of it!" he nodded to himself. He blinked once, before mentally hitting himself. "Oh, how rude of me," he looked up, and then looked down, before announcing in a louder voice than was really necessary, "This is Jenrya!" - the TARDIS seemed to give a slight whir in response, as if acknowledging the fact. He smiled cheerfully down at Jenrya. "Formalities and all that."

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Formalities? Jenrya raised his eyes from their detailed study of the counsel. Was he talking to the TARDIS? Jenrya supposed that is wasn’t that strange - well, it was, but that was beside the point.

“Of course,” he nodded his head as if he understood. “…is it alive?” The question had sounded silly before it had even left his mouth, but he’d seen a lot of silly things in his lifetime. After all, Guilmon and Takato had talked to Grani, and it had turned out to be alive. Granted, Grani was a digital life form, and couldn’t travel through time. It was also a lot less spacious to boot.