Extraordinary Day

[The Seventh Doctor]

The first cold Autumn wind blew orange and yellow leaves along a nearly empty street. a man walked down the street whistling a folk tune.
The man was wearing an off-white safari-styled jacket, a red paisley scarf a yellow pullover with turquoise zigzag lines and red question marks under the pullover he wore a white shirt with red tie, For trousers, the man wore sand-coloured tweed plaid trousers with white and brown brogued spectator shoes, on his head the man wore a white colonial-styled Panama hat. The hat had a paisley hat band and an upturned brim. to complete his somewhat unusual outfit he had an umbrella which had a red, question mark shaped handle tucked between his arm and his side.

The man walked swiftly down the street heading to his favorite Tea And Coffee Cafe. When he arrived how ever the shop had gone through some major changes he discovered that in order to attract a younger generation the shop had become a Tea Coffee and Internet cafe. he enters and sits beside a man on a computer at one of the tables and orders his Tea. normally he wasn't one to peek at other people's computer screens but to day he couldn't resist the urge, it was as if something was forcing him tempting him to look, he looks over and see's something that peeks his interest the man next to him is searching for "The Doctor"...

[rossbrown]

Ross had not slept in days and it clearly showed on him. His hair hadn't been gelled and he looked tired, his bags were as big as they had ever been and his shirt as buttoned down a little more than he would of had it, his leather jacket was slumped over the back of his chair and he was wearing the same pair of jeans he had on the days previous, he just couldn't sleep. He stared at the internet pages of the different faces and stories of this man, apparently the one same man, and he was confused out of his mind.

He ran his hand threw his hair and ordered his fifth cup of coffee as a strange man sat next to him, he didn't pay much attention to the mans odd dress sense and weirdly shaped question mark walking stick thing, his mind was elsewhere and he wasn't feeling exactly perceptive. He was muttering to himself and he had just assumed the whole cafe' taught he was insane.

"He can't be the same guy, unless they are different and their related? Or when he hits a certain age he reverts back to being in his mid 20s, but why is he in so many different periods of time?" He was questioning himself over and over, saying it quietly enough no one paid attention but loudly enough that if someone did know the answer, they might just tell him. Ross looked at the curious man sitting next to him and smiled "Can I help you?" He asked as the man watched his computer screen.

[Jenny]

It was a lucky thing that she was starting to get use to how things worked on the planet Earth as she once again initialized her Time hopper and ended up in a woman’s restroom sometime within the year 2011. If she hadn’t she probably would have been even more confused then she already was. Everything about the planet she found strange and yet brilliant. But she wasn’t feeling too brilliant at the moment as she looked at the twin rings on her fingers in dismay, feeling that she would never figure out how to work them correctly.

The blond haired, blue eyed, young woman who appeared little more than 15 straightened up and looked around the room with interest before she made her way to the singular door, opened it, and stepped out into the main café in her military looking attire. Not for the first time she thought that maybe dressing up like a soldier all the time was probably not the best way to go on this strange world.

But the smells that wafted around her were enticing. She glanced around at first, unsure as to what she should do with herself. Most of the people in the place were seated and so she decided to follow suit sitting near a couple of adults that seemed to be interested in a portable database screen. She glanced over at them and gave them a bright smile and a, “hello,” before her attention was quickly caught by the other customers. She tried to take in every site, sound, and smell. She hardly knew where to direct her attention.

[The Seventh Doctor]

The Man stared at he screen occupied by the fellow next to him. The Man was bewildered, the fellow was searching for The Doctor, Him.

"He's searching for me? Why is he searching for me?" The Seventh Doctor thinks staring at the man's screen.

He is ripped from his thoughts, The Man has noticed him "Can I help you? The man asks.

Before he has chance to answer a Blond Girl in appearing to be in her mid-twenties sits down "Hello" she says.

"Odd clothing" He says noting her military like attire "for someone visiting a Internet Cafe, but who was he to judge?"

"Hello" he replies.

[The 11th Doctor]

The Alchemist walked into a small internet cafe. He wasn't really interested in the cafe, but needed somewhere to stop on his search for The Doctor. one he found the man who had used his creation to destroy Gallifrey, he would...well, he cross that bridge when he got there. As he sat down in a seat, taking in the scents, he grinned.

Ahh, Earth. So brilliant. So wonderful. I love this little world.

The Alchemist pulled a small chunk of Gallifreyan steel out of his pocket. Ever since he'd been banished from Gallifrey, he'd kept trying to perfect his Alchemy Converter ,no matter that it had nearly destroyed Gallifrey when he tried to use it the last time. As he used the tiny, round Converter on the steel-to no use-he spotted someone. a man a with a question mark cane. The Doctor.

He leaped out of his chair, and was halfway across the room before he stopped himself.

This isn't my Doctor. Not any of his latest incarnations. Probably the seventh. He hasn't destroyed Gallifrey yet. I can't judge him for something he hasn't done...

[rossbrown]

Ross looked around the room intently and focused on the man next to him. "Well? Do you know about him? I mean if you do..... Im up for any information" He smiled at the girl in military clothing and decide not to talk to her, an insomniac on his 8th cup of coffee wasnt exactly the most attractive thing and he realised this.

He flicked between Torchwood and Unit conspriricy pages and just rubbed his head in frustration, he was giving up fast, he had fallen behind in his studies and at points didnt even know what he was meant to do at univerisity anymore. He watched somebody stand up and walk across the cafe' but suddenly stop. He shook it off and looked back to his screen.

[Jenny]

Jenny’s smile brightened at the older man who replied to her, he was one of the odder looking humans she had seen since visiting this planet. However that grin was short lived as her integrated military reflexes kicked in and she reached for a gun that was no longer at her side. It was hard to control hundreds of generations of instinctual military training. It took her every effort for her to not jump up and hurt the man who had suddenly risen and made the quick and aggressive looking move towards the side of the room that she now sat. It was times like these that she really, really, missed her gun. But if all else failed she had acquired a relatively nice little knife collection over the last year and hand-to-hand was certainly an adequate option.

She dropped her hand after he stopped his advance and after she realized there was nothing strapped there for her to grab anyway. She then made a quick visional scan for all potential weapons. She noted a blunt knife on the table, sitting on top of a piece of thinly folded paper with a spoon and fork. Those would do nicely if need be. She could send each of those objects through various body parts quit easily. There was also the chair that she sat on. The damage that she could do with it against the man’s scull was also adequate. She turned to look him fully in the face a mask of warning on her face that he better not start trouble.

She found this highly ironic, since she was the one usually starting the trouble. Maybe she was getting better at controlling her initial impulses to strike first and ask questions later.

[The Seventh Doctor]

"Depends", The Doctor asks the sleep deprived man, "Why are you looking for him?"
just as he finishes speaking when he notices the commotion behind, "would you two please settle down" he says in stern voice "i'm trying to have a conversation, here, so if you don't mind" he turns back to the man "now why are you looking for The Doctor?"

[The Phantom]

Meanwhile, not far from the cafe, a short child-like, dirty blond, dark sea-green eyed, light tanned girl was having trouble catching a yellow-ish green hamster creature with antennas, that was running very fast down the street. Hoping to catch it quickly before it caused too much trouble, such as consuming any and possibly all electricity in the town, or playing nearly harmless pranks.

The little creature (also known as Notterazatians, or Notts for short) hopped up on a barrel outside the cafe's window, and stared at the girl, who was better known as the Phantom from Gallifrey, waiting for her next move. It's antenni twitched in anticipation, and it seemed to be having fun making her run after it.

The Phantom finally caught up to the Nott, a bit out of breathe, as she slowly walked towards it. Trying to get it back in the pet carrier, so she could bring it back to her TARDIS. Unforunately when she got close enough that she could almost touch it... It ran off again.

"Oh for pete's sake! Just stay still!" She exclaimed as she took off after it once more. Irratated with the little alien hamster-bug, as it went into a shop and quickly ate up it's energy for the power. "Oi! Not again." It was obvious that she was having a hard time getting the Nott under control, as it ran across enjoying it's little game of tag.

[Jenny]

Jenny gave a slight shrug and decided that if the strange man wanted to get attacked from behind then who, was she to stop it. Sometimes people had to fight their own battles, she thought as she looked up towards the café window.

Something or more precisely someone had caught her attention as they ran into the shop chasing a small creature with small protruding antennas on its head. Jenny had never seen anything like it but the sight of it didn’t really concern her all that much. For all she knew it was a native species of the planet. What did catch her attention was the fact that the electricity in the shop went out to the horror of the customers that were hooked up to its internet connection. “Probably alien,” Jenny muttered.