[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, if you’re not paying attention or too busy working out the bigger-picture puzzle, you might miss the pieces that are right in front of you. The Doctor uses that against people more often than she falls prey to it herself, but say, for the sake of argument, that she allowed herself to be a little too distracted doing Doctorly things: even then, ‘Too distracted’ doesn’t generally mean ‘wandered into a chamber that oughtn’t be in 1980s Earth without even noticing’. The former implies a certain amount of harmless absent-mindedness, and the latter is just horrifically careless. So. In realizing her sudden change of location, the Doctor will assume that other forces at work. (Probably.)

She stands up on the raised platform first and wiggles her fingers at the ceiling for a moment – of course there’s a reason for that, she’s checking for some sort of motion sensing tripwire that might send her back where she came from – which nicely leads her to realise someone’s implanted a bracelet into her wrist. She probably didn’t just stumble onto a transmat, then, unless it’s a highly advanced transmat capable of materializing additional objects without interfering with the original pattern. Regardless, she has a bit of work to do now.

Basic assumptions: she can’t have gone too far on a level of transportation technology that didn’t even leave her nauseous; she’s in the same basic time period (she’d know if there was a time jump involved); and there has to be someone behind this, presumably watching her (or what would be the point?). And to support her theory, there’s a device on a pedestal next to her, probably for communications. She fiddles around with it for a moment until she finds what she can only assume is the broadcast setting.

“Tax.” She glances back at the Tablet. “Taxon? If you insist. I’d just like you to know that this is completely wrong for this time period on Earth, so if you’re attempting to masquerade or blend in – you won’t do well with this.” She straightens out her tone and posture out a bit, moving on to business. “All right, then, I’m the Doctor. I’m guessing you know who I am since you’ve brought me here, and I can only hope there’s a good reason. I certainly don’t have all day, so you might consider getting things started.”

But first, because the Doctor is the Doctor and prone to scientific curiosity no matter what, she can’t help but add in an aside of: “- And if we get through this and turn out to be friends, I wouldn’t mind having a look at your transportation system. Very tidy, didn’t even leave me dizzy. Well done.”

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[voice]

[lionofolympus.livejournal.com]

Doctor of what, good woman? I have met many doctors. Doctor Doom, Doctor Strange, Doctor Pym... but never simply 'The Doctor'.

[voice]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[Three is ... rather hoping this is not the mastermind in charge. Because that would just be a blow to her ego, not being known by her captor.]

Doctor Doom? [Good Rassilon, and she thought the Master was bad.]

No, it's just 'the Doctor'. And how are you?

[voice]

[lionofolympus.livejournal.com]

Oh, I am quite well. The shame of falling in a hole has worn off with relief that the world has begun to right itself!

[ Visual ]

[oppositeofhero.livejournal.com]

Tony's attention is focused on something else, but then the tablet turns on, and he hears an unfamiliar voice talking, eventually introducing herself as "the Doctor".

This captures his attention, and he looks at the tablet's screen. "So, you're a doctor... Do you mean like a medical doctor or something else?"

[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

The Doctor's expression is that of someone who has answered this question many, many, many times - perhaps a bit irritated, but mostly resigned. (And really, if she minded so terribly she might have picked a less... interesting name.)

"Something else. And yourself?"

[ Visual ]

[oppositeofhero.livejournal.com]

Tony notices the Doctor's expression, but chooses not to comment on it, instead using the opportunity to introduce himself to the presumed newcomer. "The name's Tony Stark, and I invent things. Though, not so much right now."

He crosses his arms, and continues, "You picked an interesting time to arrive, Miss...?"

[visual]

[rereremembered.livejournal.com]

There was a certain inflection, a certain surety that came along with the phrase the Doctor that got Fitz's complete attention. That the voice was decidedly female (a fact confirmed by the bitty hologram) caused no small amount of total bafflement.

"Er," he began intelligently. "Sorry, but the Doctor? With the TARDIS and all that?"

Hey, in an infinite multiverse...

[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

- Well, at least of all the people to answer one of them has an idea of who she is. That might be promising.

She may apologize later for the somewhat hurrying tone. "Yes, and all that. Who are you?"

[visual]

[rereremembered.livejournal.com]

Oh bugger he almost wished she's said no, his life would have been so much easier.

"Fitz," he replied. "Fitz Kreiner? Erm. There may be some parallel universe thingy going on here because the Doctor I know is...sort of a bloke."

[holo]

[tailblade.livejournal.com]

Aximili is intrigued by this new arrival - someone who is asking many of the same questions he wishes to answer. «I do not believe that we are on Earth,» he says. His main eyes are focused on the hologram of the newly arrived female, while his stalk eyes scan about as usual. «Or at least, we are not on 20th century Earth. It took a while for my time sense to readjust after my arrival here, which means we must be temporally or spatially displaced. While the city does operate on 24-hour cycles, and the general climate resembles Earth's, it is an illusion.»

«Also,» he adds darkly, «I do not believe our captors intend to be our friends.»

[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Oh, hello. The Tablets have holographic capacity as well! Brilliant. The Doctor takes in all Aximili's information, filing it away somewhere useful in her memory.

"Has anyone found the generator? It must be enormous to sustain an entire city and power the transportation."

[holo]

[tailblade.livejournal.com]

«No. Five days ago we searched for the life support system, which was in critical failure. Nor have we found the climate control module. Though I would certainly appreciate any help in finding these. I have started a tunnel in the forest to the south in the hopes that the generator and other equipment may be underground.» He makes no move to explain how what looks like a blue centaur with four eyes and a bladed tail could be expected to dig anything. «I, too, have wondered about the transportation system used to capture us. It is more advanced than anything I have seen.»

[ visual ]

[skort]

Kara gives Three a small, not exactly happy smile. "I don't think you're going to end up friends with the hamsters," she says, "They've kind of trapped us here. And it sucks."

[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

OUT OF CUCUMBER ERROR

PLEASE REINSTALL UNIVERSE AND REBOOT





+++ MELON MELON MELON +++







There we are! "I beg your pardon. The... hamsters trapped us here?"

[ visual ]

[skort]

A nod. "That's what everyone says anyways. Giant, alien hamsters. I've never seen one, though, so I have no idea if they're actual hamsters or not."

[voice]

[timedaughter]

...The Doctor?

[She's been waiting to hear that since she got here, but this... This is definitely not her father.]

[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

In a manner of speaking - no, it definitely isn't.

This new girl, as far as she's concerned, is just about like any other. "Yes, the Doctor. Do you know me?"

[aworldenchanted]

"D-Doctor?" Tara's hesitant: the Doctor had explained regeneration, but seeing it so dramatically presented is something else again. On the other hand... it sounds like the same person. Somewhat, at least. "Are you okay?"

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

If nothing else, the obvious concern for her welfare merits a warm smile. "Yes, I am, thank you."

Beat, during which she considers if this is another person who knows her, or just someone who paid attention to her name in the broadcast.

"What's your name?"

[visual]

[whoneverwas.livejournal.com]

Charley's just going to be blinking at the screen in puzzlement for a few moments before she manages any kind of reply.

"...Doctor?"

Of course, with a manner like that, it could hardly be anyone else, despite appearances.

[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

"Yes, hello."

Charley gets a little wave. She's getting used to greeting people who've the advantage over her like so. "What's your name?"

[Visual]

[allthatlife.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, did you just say you were the Doctor?"

Martha was achingly tired and making a valiant - if fruitless, given the general state of the city - attempt to restore order to her surgery, but she couldn't miss that introduction.

The surge of relief - she'd been waiting for the Doctor to arrive and sort out this mess, after all - lasted for a second or two, but it was soon replaced by confusion. She liked to think she understood the concept of regeneration as well as any human, but he hadn't mentioned anything about changing gender.

(Of course, there were a lot of things that the Doctor hadn't mentioned to her. Once, that would have made Martha feel bitter and jealous. Now, there didn't seem much point in wasting negative emotions on something she couldn't change. She'd grown up.)

"Oh my god, you've regenerated into ... can you do that? What happened?"

[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

"Well, naturally." Thus: the Doctor. But she can't help being intrigued - someone's asking the difficult questions right off, rather than wallowing in confusion. She can't help but appreciate that attitude, even if it does mean the difficult questions.

"Sorry, I don't seem to have met you yet - what's your name?"

[Voice]

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

No. You're not.

[holo]

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

Well, that's... a bit surprising. The Doctor can't help but raise her eyebrows in challenge to... well, the air, but it's also quite obvious in her inflection.

"No?"