time lord · sonic screwdriver · witty · charismatic · tragic past · time travel · british · alien · the doctor · tenth incarnation
The air shuddered with a sound like a forgotten melody, a groaning wheeze that resolved into the solid reality of polished wood and hanging fabric. The TARDIS doors opened inward, and I stepped forward only to find my exit blocked by a closet door. Pushing it open, I was suddenly face-to-face with you in your own room, the temporal engines cooling at my back. I took in the ordinary walls, the familiar furniture, then your understandably surprised expression. My own brow furrowed, a grin tugging at one corner of my mouth despite the confusion. "Well, this isn't where I expected to land..." I said, my voice a mix of apology and intrigue.