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[+] 1 Number Nine

+doctorihardlyknowher

For a being over a thousand years old, and twelve different lives, the Gallifreyan still acted much like a child at certain times, which at this point had been causing the smallest bit of mayhem with help of the Sonic Screwdriver. There already was a hint of crimson on the woman's cheeks from all the laughing, having put the device back in her jean's pocket, alongside with her hand, the left one going through her blonde hair once as the Time Lady calmed herself with deep breaths. 

She walked backwards for a few steps, still watching the scenario from far away, before turning around and almost colliding with someone but stopping quick enough and backing a fair distance away, smile still on her face as a quick "Sorry.", was her response to it. Nonetheless, after actually paying attention for a second, her brows furrowed slightly in almost confusion. With both hands in her pockets now, the Gallifreyan tilted her head slightly to the right, her amused expression never fading. 

"Doctor?"

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[+] 1 Number Eleven

+ofbowtiesandjammiedodgers

There were wonderful books, and then there were those that make you question how someone could even write such ridiculous things. Seated on the bench, if one would call it such, next to the centered controls with her left elbow on her knee to have her head lazily resting on her open palm, said book was hold in her right, though the Gallifreyan long stopped to pay actual attention to the words written on those pages. It had become boring about an hour ago, which really had the Doctor wonder why she was even still sitting there with it. Of course, traveling somewhere was always an option, but the motivation was rather low right now.

Being used to the silence inside her TARDIS, it was rather sudden and also confusing to hear footsteps. Not from the door, but as though the sound slowly faded in from somewhere else, close to the controls. Looking up without actually moving her head from the comfy position of leaning on her palm, her brows furrowed at the sight of someone actually being there.

This was beyond weird. But then again, she was kind of a magnet for weird things. But inside the TARDIS? With almost a frown and still furrowed brows, the Doctor remained silent, only lowering the book onto her other knee, though still holding it open with her hand's thumb, a look of almost annoyed confusion on the Time Lady's face as her gaze simply followed the supposed stranger. 

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[+] 1 Forgotten Time Lord

+the-professor-is-in

She squinted her eyes that were locked on the tall box several feet before her. Hands on her hips, the Gallifreyan had an expression of confusion on her face. There was a police box, in a century where there should not be any. A police box that was not her TARDIS, as the Doctor clearly would have known if it was. And to top it off, it was black. Why would anyone paint a police box black? And why was it here? The Time Lady folded both arms across her chest, head tilted slightly to the right, brows still furrowed. 

She did not quite know what to make of this. Of course, she could always go back to her TARDIS and leave it be, but why should she? There was something weird, something that was not supposed to be. The Doctor was much too curious to just pass up on this. Though she was rather lost at what to do, simply standing there, staring at it, as though just magically something would give her an answer. Funny. Sometimes that actually happened. But expecting it was never really a good thing, was it? 

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[+] 1 Daughter of the Doctor (Gemma Verse)

+gemmalostinstars

It was unexpected. Of course, it always was unexpected when people came into the TARDIS that were not the Doctor's companion or wife. But there was the kind where she had no idea how they got in, and then those she knew but thought would not show up. In fact, the woman did not quite believe it, despite the obvious evidence of that person stepping through the TARDIS' doors. The Gallifreyan remained in the spot she was, standing next to the centered controls, hands on their edge, head turned to the side to look at the newcomer. 

"Gemma?", the Doctor squinted her eyes slightly in disbelief. Of course she knew it was her, but for one this incarnation had never seen her, nor was she sure what to make of the situation. The woman was uncertain and almost confused, but also relieved to see her own daughter well, and safe within the TARDIS' walls. Considering how the Time Lady's life was, it always was good to see those within it to be in healthy condition. 

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[+] 1 Cyber Planner

+theworldneedssomeoneclever

There were many reasons why it was good to keep a TARDIS close to you, as well as why not to. But currently it seemed like it had been a very good decision to keep the blue box right around the corner, as well as being able to open the wooden door with a simple snap of the Doctor's fingers, while her left hand already took the key out from her jean's pocket. Sometimes it was really bad to try and impress people with the Sonic Screwdriver. Not always are they amazed, apparently. Quickly stepping inside the TARDIS', she shut the door right behind her, fumbling around with the key to turn it in the lock, exhaling a deep sigh of relief.

Stepping a few feet backwards, the Doctor had a smile on her face. But only until she spun around on her heels while putting both hands in her jean's pockets, eyes quickly finding another person inside the TARDIS. That is all that he was in her mind for a second. A stranger that somehow managed to get inside, but actually paying attention had her notice the Bowtie, another sigh escaping her lips, an expression of almost disappointment on the woman's face, slightly shaking her head.

"What was I thinking by wearing that thing?", the metal on his left temple obviously escaped her for a moment, mind being all occupied with judging the clothing style her assumed younger incarnation  was wearing. Anything was acceptable, but a bowtie? Really? At least there was no Fez. That thing was even worse. 

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[+] 1 River Song

+spoilersofriversong

"What is it with people and walking into here?", came it shouting from back somewhere in the TARDIS, as the Doctor clearly heard the door’s soft clicking. It was not quite angered, but more the tone of frustration. "It’s a police box from the outside!", with it came steps, as the woman made her way through the ship’s halls. "Who in this century sees a police box and thinks there is a present or something inside?", sometimes it really was  a bad idea to not lock the TARDIS, but then again the Doctor's ship was not one to just let anyone in. So how could anyone even be there? There was no companion she would await, and enemies do not usually just walk in like that. 

Whoever it was would get to be thrown out right away. Not literally of course, but it sounded much better and angrier in the Gallifreyan's head. At least for the short moment in which the thought existed, because the moment she actual came into view of the control room, it did not even take a second to recognize who that bunch of blonde locks belonged to. At this point, the Doctor did not care whether or not River knew this incarnation, for she was much too happy to see the one woman she still called her wife. 

"River!", with obvious excitement and a wide grin on her face, the Time Lady made her way over to the other as quick as she could run, going right for a hug, arms wrapping around the other's neck in a tight but still gentle hold, swaying from side to side for a moment before letting go, hands moving to place each on one of River's cheeks, the Doctor still smiling like a little child. Though, this time, they were about the same height, and the Gallifreyan even seemed just a bit smaller. 

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[+] 1 Number Six

+ihatecarrotjuice

Despite it being fun to visit any planet's marketplace, it also was extremely crowded at times, but still rather fascinating. So many things and people! Of which there sometimes is that one person more curious about the Doctor's Sonic Screwdriver than she might like, having the woman sneakily retreat backwards while putting the device into her jacket's inner pocket. At this point, the amount of people was rather fortunate, seeing as how quick the Time Lady was out of view from that curious person, but just as she turned around, she proceeded to slightly bump into someone. That's what she gets for walking backwards without looking. 

"Sorry!", was the first thing that came from her, hands fidgeting in front of her chest, as though about to dust off the stranger's clothes, but instead just waving them about a bit in front of her, completely lost with where to put them. "Full place. People everywhere. Curious people. Too curious for-", the Gallifreyan interrupted her own, fast talking when she took an actual look at those clothes, and she honestly was unsure what to think of them, but her expression was one of not only surprise but almost worry. Why would anyone dress that way? It's so... colorful! Strangely colorful. Being in her own thoughts, the Doctor remained quiet, simply giving the other a judging look. 

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[+] 1 Human TARDIS

+bitings-like-kissing-idris

Even now, this incarnation, boredom was still something the Doctor did not like to mess with. It lacked any fun, adventure and challenge. Just sitting around, or in her case laying, and nothing noting. Besides laying on the few seats that were inside the TARDIS, next to the controls, and staring at the ceiling, occasionally sighing or even yawning. This was terrible. Motivation was gone, and yet she wanted to go somewhere. One arm on her stomach, the other hung freely down next to the seats, obviously a product of the Doctor not caring to even move her muscles. Though maybe it would be best to do that. To not move, that is. How did they call it? Relaxing? 

Naah. That was nothing for the Doctor. She needed to do something, and while it was not as as with her Eleventh incarnation, it still was a great itch, just that she spent it with silently cursing, rather than jumping around and doing everything there is to do. Moving the hands that was over her stomach up, placing it over her eyes, the woman once again exhaled a deep sigh of frustration. "This is exhausting!", she practically yelled through the halls of her ship. "We need to go somewhere!", the Doctor sat up, her fingers intertwined. "Or just do something!"