Incoming someone's blast from the past!

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Characters: The Ninth Doctor and whoever decides to see him!
Setting: Room 2-12 and anywhere he ventures to
Format: Action to start, I follow your lead.
Summary: The Doctor is confused! Everyone use Talk to!
Warnings: Noooooooone at the moment but if a Dalek or something randomly appears...

[He's gonna be waking up now with a bit've a groan and be confused before shooting up, hand shooting to pocket to grab his blue glowy tipped sonic screwdriver and stand up, having it go around the area. Then he'll blink and lower it for now, and be confused as to where he is.]

Well I sure wasn't thinking this would happen.

[Meet the Doctor. Ninth Regeneration, big nose, big ears, balding... He'll venture around the room and find his trunk and open it, rifling through it and finding his psychic paper which he shall take, a banana which he'll leave, and other stuff he had brought with him. Then he'll look to the door and move to leave and venture out into the hall, jaw dropping a bit as he realizes he's not on then...]

The TARDIS!

[Those eyes'll widen and he's now concerned for his TARDIS he stole borrowed. He's adventuring for now, though. Meeting the locals, all that fun stuff.]

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[Have a mildly curious Japanese man looking at you, Doctor.]

Another friend of the Doctor? [Because that's obviously the case of anyone else mentioning the TARDIS. Obviously.]

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[I will say this one and only once. I didn't expect the timey wimey to happen so soon.]

'Friend of the...' No, I am the Doctor! [Just a mo' he's thinking and paling a bit] Oh god one've my previous regenerations are here aren't they...?

[Followed by realization of...] Have you seen a blonde young woman and possibly had a man in a World War II outfit flirt with you by any chance?

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...but where's the bowtie, the... [He makes a motion at his head.] The longer hair, the-- Regenerations? [Looks like your future self didn't inform the good detective about this.]

There's a few blonde young women here, and the only man who's come close to hitting on me was a Frenchman.

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[And he's going to be incredibly, terribly confused about what's being said and think of all his past regenerations.] ... Did he have a flute with him? Or possibly act a bit on the crabby side? [Second and third~] Because I don't wear bowties and ever since I regenerated I've had short hair.

Any Rose Tyler or Jack Harkness, then? [The latter of whom if he shows up should not meet France.]

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Not especially crabby - I mean, he was irritable about the situation, but most everyone is once they get their mind around it.

Those names don't ring a bell - he seemed hung up on an Amy and Rory Pond, however.

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Amy and Rory Pond? ... Alright, definitely not a past regeneration meaning I've no idea who to look out for... Outside of 'bowtie'... [Bit concerning for him, yes]

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Well. He may be rambling about hats. Granted, I can appreciate a fine hat. [He touches his fedora as he says this.] But I think he takes it a bit too far.

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I'll definitely be sure to be on the lookout for him, then.