Doctor....Who? [CLOSED]

[WolfOfProphecys]

It was a bright day, but the current inhabitant of a dull London flat didn't seem to care as she curled tightly under the covers of her bed. Finally deciding that the light was far too bright to be correctly sleeping in, she abandoned her bed to be greeted by the cold air of the room, and grumbled as she got changed.


Said inhabitant was Ash, a young girl of 19, who didn't yet deem the time (10:00 AM) worthy of a time for her to get up. She was pretty, with long, white hair, that she wrangled into a long platt that reached halfway down her back, and weird eyes, one amber, and one blue. She dressed in a simple white t-shirt and black jeans, before moving to her door, collecting her blue converses and pulling them on, and then deciding to also pull on a dark blue hoodie, before grabbing her door keys and stepping outside, locking the door behind her and placing the keys safely in her pocket


After collecting a warm hot-chocolate from a nearby cafe, she clutched it as she wandered toward the park, intent on a peaceful morning

 

[Ninian]

Is this working? *taps the screen, a perplexed expression across his visage* I'm the Doctor—a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. *crashing noises in the background* Something bad—something really, really bad—is happening. I think time is falling apart. Well, more specifically fixed points in time are now fluxing points—*cut off by an exceedingly loud crashing noise* This means that *explanation drowned out by the intense background noises*


Anyway, in the event that I die, I wish for the human race to know this—time can be rewritten. Bad things—sinister things—are on the horizon. They can and will take advantage of the chaos. *sparks flying in the background, visage visibly distraught* Well then, my apologies. It seems if I don't take care of this—*more crashing noises*—I might not make it out alive. I wish you luck! Allons-y! *pulls a lever, then the picture cuts out*


A loud crash emanated through the TARDIS' control room as the Doctor pulled a lever. The video recording screen before him terminated, and he hoped that the message he just made wouldn't need to be sent out. He frantically scurried around the console, flipping switches and pulling levers. Normally he didn't mind the fact that the TARDIS was meant to be piloted by eight people, but in such dire situations he wished that the whole process was simplified. Another loud crash occurred behind him. Turning his head, he saw what appeared to be fallen beams with damaged wires shooting sparks everywhere. The Doctor groaned—if he made it out alive, it would be just barely.


Quickly making his way to the other side of the console, he punched in some coordinates, then continued to pilot the TARDIS, hoping for the best. Moments later a distinctive grinding and whirring noise emanated from the center of the console. It appeared that the Doctor made it safely to his destination, whatever that was. Throwing on his overcoat, he opened the door of his blue police call box-shaped ship, and took a peek outside. It appeared to be Earth, but the question was when. Taking his Sonic Screwdriver out of his pocket, he aimed it towards his TARDIS, and set it to hide one second out of the current time stream. Since time was wonky, he felt it best to play it safe.


It appeared he was in the middle of a residential area. He looked about, hoping that someone left a newspaper or some hint as to the current era—and perhaps—the current situation of his destination. He casually walked along the sidewalk, happening upon a newspaper that was left on the driveway. He picked up the bag, and removed the newspaper. He spoke to himself, and a perplexed expression crossed his face, "Hmm... May of 2009..." He scanned the page some more, and his brows furrowed, "Sightings of spacecraft..." Skimming the article, he didn't find much in the way of useful information. After all of the events that occurred on this planet, it seemed they're STILL trying to hide the existence of aliens.


Chucking the newspaper over his shoulder, he made his way quickly somewhere which, incidentally, happened to be a park.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Wandering along, Ash began to quietly think to herself as she looked up at the pale blue sky. She wondered absently if there really was anyone, or anything, living out there, but shook off the strange thought, taking a sip of her drink. Whilst the sky was clear and a gentle blue colour, the wind was still bitter as she walked, and pulled her hood up as a group of people stared at her odd eyes and white hair. She didn't like it when people stared. Sure, she was different, but what was so bad about that? Looking up at the sky again, she wondered if aliens had these problems, but again shook it off/


Noting a man, who looked normal in most ways, walk past her as she stopped under a tree, she watched him quietly, wondering what he seemed to be worried about. She was oddly good at reading people, and the slight furrow of his eyebrows told her something was wrong. She slowly stood, and jogged slightly to catch up with him, "You ok?" She asked as she caught up

 

[Ninian]

Slowing his pace to a walk, the Doctor looked over at the woman, "I'm fine! Quite fine." Furrowing his brow, he stared at her for a moment before shaking his head, "No, actually I'm lying. I'm not fine." A few abrasions —most likely burns —could be spotted upon the man's cleanly shaven face. Fixating his brown eyes upon the woman's odd ones, and he spoke bluntly, "Have you noticed anything—well—odd, lately? Hallucinations perhaps? Well, of course they wouldn't be hallucinations, but you wouldn't know that."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash blinked at him, frowning at the burns on his face, "You're odd, if thats what you mean." She muttered, "But if they were hallucinations, and I didn't know they were hallucinations, how could I tell you if I've seen any?" She questioned, crossing her arms quietly. Her green and amber eyes met his brown ones, and she huffed, not pulling down her hood, keeping her white hair hidden, "Besides, a lot of weird things seem to happen around here, like cats disappearing" She replied, a small smile on her lips. She gazed about, "What would I be looking for exactly?" She asked

 

[Ninian]

"I'm odd?!" Incredulous at her accusation he furrowed his brows further, stopping in his tracks to fully express his disdain. With a frown upon his face, he thought for a moment before replying to the odd-eyed woman, "Well... Yes, I suppose you're right. Do you get migraines? Like the sort where you see a halo, or circle, or sometimes a strange distortion? It's like that. No, actually it's really nothing like that at all."


Biting his lip he gazed intensely at the woman, only briefly glancing at her apparel before fixating upon her eyes, "Wait, did you say cats are disappearing? Pets? Strays?"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash watched him curiously, and nodded quietly. She did get migraines, apparently because of her eyes, but she wasn't really sure that that was true, but she huffed when he told her it was nothing like that. This man was definitely not from around here, she'd never met, seen or heard of anyone like him. She glanced around, as if to make sure she wasn't the only one seeing the strange man, but sighed softly in relief when she noticed a few people giving him and her odd stares.


She was wary that he kept staring into her eyes, and it made her slightly nervous. No one ever looked into her eyes, most found them freaky, and refused to even look at her. "There used to be loads around here....at least 25.... now theres only around 6..."

 

[Ninian]

As he spoke, he furrowed his brows in such an intense manner that it might seem as if he were trying to divine the woman's soul, "I see… well you're right. Cats are definitely disappearing—why do you think that is? Occam's razor states that the answer with the fewest assumptions should be selected, so what do you think that is?"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash gave him a odd look, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you, so whats the point" She muttered, turning her head so that he couldn't see her face because of her hood. She gazed over toward the road, noticing a cat padding along. She frowned, wondering where the cat was going, and why they kept disappearing

 

[Ninian]

A large goofy smile crossed the Doctor's visage, "I wouldn't believe you? If I told you what I thought you wouldn't believe me! Now, come on. I'm curious what you think." Shifting his stance, he tried to place himself within viewing range of the woman's face.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash huffed, "Its more of a 'I know what it is' thing." She muttered, keeping her gaze on the cat before deciding something, "Follow me" She told him, and jogged from the pack, leaping over the small wall that separated it from the road, darted across the road, and walked, beginning to follow the cat, keeping her hood up

 

[Ninian]

"Ooooo…?" Keeping up surprisingly well, the Doctor hurdled over the wall before continuing after the woman. Once he caught up to her, he beamed, "So you say you know where they're going? Where's that then…?"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash sent a small glance toward him, then pointed to the cat, "After Mr. Fluffy here" She replied, watching as the cat went down the next alley. It acted as if in a trance, not bothering to dodge humans, instead letting them walk around him

 

[Ninian]

"Mr. Fluffy…? Ooooooooh…. right! Yes! Brilliant." Widening his eyes he let out a low growl, "Ooooooo, look at that. He's being controlled by something. Wait—you! How long has this been going on for?!"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash flinched slightly as the man gave low growl, and looked at him with startled and slightly scared eyes, "I-Its been happening for a while now..." She replied, "N-No one else seems to notice them, only that they seem to leave...and are never seen again"

 

[Ninian]

"Well it's little wonder no one noticed. No one pays attention. Well, that and many view feral cats as pests…" Pulling out his sonic screwdriver, the Doctor activated it for a few moments before staring at the device intently. "That said, how long is a while? A month? Year?"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

"A month or two" Ash said softly, looking down the alley way, looking for the cat and sighing softly when she noticed he was sat in the middle of the alley, staring at nothing. She quietly moved forward, scooping the cat up whilst gazing about warily.

 

[Ninian]

Furrowing his brows at her answer, the Doctor muttered to himself, "Hmm… that doesn't line up with why I'm here then." Twisting his face further, he turned towards the woman, "You, I never got your name. Oh, and how is the cat?"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

"Ash" The girl replied shortly, cradling the creature that seemed to of snapped out of his trance. She huffed, stroking its head gently, and looked up at the odd man, 'He's fine" She said quietly

 

[Ninian]

"Such a pretty name. I'm the Doctor, it's nice to meet you." Leaning over, the Doctor examined the cat, bringing out his sonic screwdriver once more to give the creature a thorough inspection, "His heart rate is up, but otherwise he is fine. Curious though, there must be some sort of device that's attracting these creatures."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash didn't even question his name. Seeing as he had placed 'The' in front of the word Doctor, she assumed that he didn't want to give her his last name, if he even had one. Watching the Sonic Screwdriver, she frowned, "Are....Are you an alien?" She asked quietly, then mentally facepalmed because of how stupid it sounded. But it was possible....right?

 

[Ninian]

Furrowing his brows at her question he replied, "Mmm… what makes you—oh, the screwdriver. Yes, well I suppose you are perceptive. Is that all right with you?" Whipping around, the Doctor began to sonic the air around him, tongue smacking against his lips.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash gave a nod, quietly pulling her hood down with one hand to reveal her white hair as she looked up at him, "You've been nicer to me in the last five minutes, than most people have been in the three years I've lived here" She said quietly

 

[Ninian]

Tongue still aimlessly smacking about his mouth the Doctor furrowed his brows as the woman pulled down the hood of her jacket, "Hmm—ah well, most people lack the gift of perception. They care about their tele… or the latest gossip, and don't pay attention to the things that truly matter." Grinning at his sonic screwdriver he continued, "Unlike you!" Suddenly, the Doctor bolted towards the residential district, "I've got something!"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash blushed softly, and looked at the floor, placing the cat down gently, then playing with the tip of the platt that kept her white hair neat. She jumped slightly as he suddenly ran off and, after a small hesitation, she shook her head and ran after him