(4) The Game of Uagar - Part 1
The Doctor stood deep in thought as he stare at the blinking lights of the TARDIS console. He rubbed his head through his curly hair and for a moment seemed dumbfounded. Of course, to those who knew The Doctor, he usually had a grasp on things despite his odd demeanor.
One thing in particular that The Doctor had a grasp on was communicating with his TARDIS. Through the many years of his travels he grew a natural understanding for her, finding some reliability in such an unreliable ship.
It was what the TARDIS was saying to him now that made him think.
"I say...this is simply remarkable. Harry. Sarah. You should really see how remarkable this is."
One thing in particular that The Doctor had a grasp on was communicating with his TARDIS. Through the many years of his travels he grew a natural understanding for her, finding some reliability in such an unreliable ship.
It was what the TARDIS was saying to him now that made him think.
"I say...this is simply remarkable. Harry. Sarah. You should really see how remarkable this is."