Who's that knocking on my TARDIS?

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Through all of time and space, the TARDIS flew. On the outside; a blue police box, on the inside; a console room of wood and steel and candles, with buttons and glowing lights all coming together to make a kind of gothic steampunk fantasy.

For the Doctor, this was home.

"Well?" he said, almost absentmindedly fiddling with the switches and the controls on the console. "Where to next, hmm? The reign of Emperor Taizong? The fifth age of the New Savannah? Or maybe...Galsec Seven? What do you think?"

The console's central column pulsed slightly.

"Oh, don't look at me like that, old girl. You can't blame me for a moment of indecision, can you? Billions upon billions of worlds, an untold number of people and places and peculiarities to see...it's a wonder I ever manage to get anywhere at all, with so much to choose from!"

The glow of the TARDIS, quite possibly, took on a slightly pointed edge.

"Oh alright, alright, if you insist! Let's go...oh. Now that's not right."

[[ooc: Okay, the idea here is that any characters tagging in are suddenly arriving in the TARDIS. How they do is up do you: they could just walk in the door, they could just suddenly materialise with no added explanation, they could have been hiding in the swimming pool all this time and have only just decided to show themselves - whatever you like! You can keep it simple or make it some complicated conspiracy, whatever takes your fantasy.

Also, if you need some references - the inside of Eight's TARDIS basically looks like this, and Eight himself looks like this.]]

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[whatifigetbored]

"That's not right, that's not right...why have we landed, old girl? Hey? We shouldn't have landed yet, so why have you brought me here?"

Still muttering to himself, he pulled round the scanners. "Earth, early 21st century, London...why here, old girl? What have you brought me for? Didn't you want to see Galsec Seven?"

The TARDIS, of course, didn't respond. Oh well, nothing else for it - time to head outside, and see what it was that his ship wanted him to see. He marched over to the door, opened it, and found himself face-to-face with a man staring right at him.

"Oh, hello there," he said. "Sorry to startle you, she's being a bit funny about where she lands, and...actually, you wouldn't happen to have seen anything odd around here, would you? Any strange occurrences, things out of the ordinary?"

[hadbadays]

Someone opening the door wasn't on the list of what he expected a randomly appearing... police box to lead to. Maybe it wasn't actually that surprising, when thinking about it, because it was just about equally as weird as the fact that it was there in the first place.

Didn't mean he was any less startled, and he jumped, took a long step back and just. Stared at this man for a moment. A lot because he just couldn't believe the question.

"Yeah, you. What are you--? How--?"

He wondered if even Sherlock would have been able to work it out. Were he here. If there was actually anything to work out. It was so late John wouldn't be surprised if he was dreaming.

[whatifigetbored]

"Oh, right! Blue police box!" the Doctor said, as if he'd only just realised that he was a rather odd thing himself. "Of course, of course, my appearance here is rather odd, yes, but apart from me - have you see anything strange or out of the ordinary?"

[hadbadays]

"Oh ..." He rubbed his fingers over his forehead, pinched the bridge of his nose. "I don't know. I'm not the one who notices strange things." Sherlock used to be that one. Won't do any good now. Although-- "Who are you?"