The supposed empty warehouse.

[The Second Doctor]

(Oops... Well, now that I'm this far in, I'm just going to say it's after, for the sake of keeping up with everything.)

Another man burst in (a bit rudely if you asked him) and started rambling off random things. The worst part was that he paid no attention to their conversation.

"Hello, how are you? Sorry about the recorder, oh, you're a time lady? You survived the time War? Hello, and nice to meet you. I'm The Doctor, from Gallifrey, in the constellation of Kasterborous. Gone, now, stuck in a little Time loop."

"Excuse me," he said, clearing his throat, "but we were-"

"By the way, forget the words Time War, Time loop, and Eleventh Incarnation."

The Second Doctor was breathing through his teeth.
"What? I have no intention of-"

Of finishing his sentence? This man certainly wouldn't let him.
"Wait I didn't say that last one, did I?"
"No you didn't, now can you please-"
"Oh, well. Do any of you have fezzes?"
"SHUT UP!" he yelled. He was out of breath, and he was angry.
"Why the HECK would we have FEZZES?!"

[The 11th Doctor]

The doctor was startled by his previous self's outburst, but recovered quickly. "Fezzes are cool. And don't talk to yourself. It's bad for your sanity. I am you, you know. Strange, I don't remember any of this. And again, do you have Fezzes? Fezzes are cool."

He smiled, fixed his bow-tie, and fingered his sonic screwdriver.

[The Phantom]

"Hello?" The Phantom had a confused look for a few seconds, before she realized what was going on. "Oh! Doctor, and Doctor... Forgive me if I'm wrong, but wouldn't this be a paradox?"

"And if you," She pointed at the 11th incarnation Doctor. "Don't remember this..."

"Then wouldn't that mean that something happened to him?" She pointed at the 2nd Doctor. "That caused him to forget this all and so you wouldn't remember either."

[Rio Keâts]

“Well, not exactly, I can’t go into my own timeline or change fixed events,” the woman said. “Oh my name isn’t Maria. Sorry about lying ealier, I’m actually known as The Phantom,” Maria told him.

Riocard’s grin slipped slightly. He had an idea of when he wanted to go, but that was just it. His father had told him not to ask for favors, and that’s exactly what he was yearning to do. He shrugged as she told him about Maria not being her real name. “I guessed as much. You’re a shoddy liar,” he answered. “And don’t worry about lying to me. Rio’s not my actual name either.” His first name was, after all, Xavier. But he had always preferred the sound of Rio. “But that’s neither here nor there.”

He was almost ready to ask her if they could go back to a certain time – really, he wouldn’t mind if she just dropped him off and let him die in the past – when she beat down his question before he had even gathered the nerve to ask it. “And I can’t go anywhere until I fix my TARDIS. At least I know the red and blue wires don’t go together… and I still have to find that bug, before it does anymore damage.”

He glanced towards the Doctor, and then back at her. “Earlier you told me you needed a few parts and a certain kind of mechanic… well, if you are the same species… and if he has a… TARDIS…?” he trailed off, looking over at the Doctor. His lower lip pushed out hopefully as he gave the Doctor his best puppy face.

The look, however, turned into a startled one as a man burst through the door. He stared, wide-eyed as the man introduced himself as the Doctor – wonderful, there were two of the strange men. A slight smile tugged on his lips as the two Doctors entered a verbal ping-pong match, although the younger-looking one seemed not to notice until the Recorder Man lost his temper.

And how adorable the little affable man when angry. He covered his mouth to suppress a giggle. He cleared his throat. “Sorry, but this is a ‘bring your own fez’ event,” Rio said solemnly. His lips twitched back into a grin, and he burst into another round of laughter. “This is all so ridiculous! I don’t understand any of it. How can you be the same person when you’re two different people?” he said through giggles.

Well, at least his frustration was coming in laughter now instead of clenched fists.

[The Second Doctor]

"Hello?" Thoughtful pause, "Oh! Doctor, and Doctor... Forgive me if I'm wrong, but wouldn't this be a paradox?"

"I believe it would. That means one of us has to leave. Care to take a vote...?" he proposed.
He was hoping it it did, they would pick him.

"And if you," She pointed at his other self, "Don't remember this..."

"Then wouldn't that mean that something happened to him?" She pointed at him, "That caused him to forget this all and so you wouldn't remember either."

"Either that or time is rewriting itself. It does that-"

What did his other self say? Of course it was a jibe.

[The Phantom]

"How can you two be the same person when you're both different people?"

"Well you see, Rio, Time Lords have this little trick to escape death." The Phantom started to explain. "We regenerate, it's a bit of a difficult process to explain. Considering I've only done it once..."

She started muttering something about evil energy consuming bugs...

"Let's take a vote." She heard the second incarnation of the Doctor say.

She rolled her eyes at that. Then looked at the 11th Doctor curiously. "Time War? Doctor you are going to have to explain that to me later."

[Rio Keâts]

Riocard leaned against the wall, watching the banter between the Time Lords with a slight frown on his lips. None of this was making sense to him, but they appeared to be comfortable for the conversation. Well, except for the Recorder man who was suggesting that they take a vote as to which doctor they allowed on the space ship. He didn’t seem exactly comfortable with the man who was proclaiming that they were the same person. But Rio didn’t blame the poor man in the slightest – if some man came up to him and started babbling about eleven and wars and locks and then said that they were the same person…

Well, Rio hadn’t the slightest idea what he’d do in such a situation.

“Well you see, Rio, Time Lords have this little trick to escape death,” the woman answered his question. Riocard raised his eyebrows at her, intrigued. “We regenerate, it’s a bit of a difficult process to explain. Considering I’ve only done it once…” she trailed off, not satisfying Rio’s deep urge to know more about it. He pushed himself away from the wall and walked closer, standing just a few feet from her.

“Regenerate? You change, you mean? Kind of like a sea star if you cut it up?” he pressed curiously. “Oh! Once when I was little, I had this friend named Cielle, and she cut off her fingertip. But it grew back. You do that with your whole body?” he asked, the words spilling from his mouth at a quick pace. “Is that why you were so surprised when you were short, Maria?” he asked, using the fake name instead of ‘the Phantom’.

He didn’t really think that the Phantom fit her very nicely. Phantoms made him think of something scary, or invisible. This girl was quite certainly neither. He bit his lip, regarding her curiously. “You said something about a bug that has made its home here?” he asked, glancing around with bright green eyes. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

Rio bit the inside of his lip harshly, gathering all of his courage. “If I help you, can you help you me?” he asked, glancing away and taking a step back. It had been the first time he asked something in return – although he’d still help if the kind woman refused. “Ah, jeeze, forget I asked,” he said, laughing nervously. “What is this bug, anyway?”

ooc| edit; I feel like I should mention that Rio isn't nuts when he talks about the finger. XD If a child is a below a certain age (I think the highest age is around... five? it was recorded at) and their fingertip is cut off - and isn't stitched or anything - it'll grow back. Their fingerprint doesn't grow back, and their fingernail grows back square instead of round. Well, if they cut the WHOLE nail off, I think it grows back without it, but if it gets cut off and some of it stays on it grows back square. Weird, isn't it? :O

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[Amy's understudy! Not Amy now.]

She and the Doctor had found quite a party the night before. She hadn't stopped dancing until the band had finally quit, walking away from their instruments waving sore tentacles. She laying in her bed, laughing to remember it. Very cool. That was a good party, except that somewhere the Doctor had picked up another fez. Who knew there were Shriners in Space. Amy had hidden it quite well.

Twenty minutes later, she is walking into the Control room calling for the Doctor. Not finding him, she walks outside to find herself in a warehouse district. There is the smell of smoke in the air.

Following her nose, she goes exploring.

[The Phantom]

"Yeah basically like a starfish." Maria answered. "As for the bug, it's actually more like a hamster with antenni and a craving for energy. Which reminds me, do you have any batteries? Oh and a hamster ball would be nice."

She gave a hopeful look at Rio, before going done one of the halls in look for a fez for the Doctor.

[The Second Doctor]

The Doctor sat down in a chair and listened to Rio and the Phantom's conversation. It was interesting enough, and he almost corrected that Timelords didn't "grow back," that it was more like anatomical metamorphosis, but sided against it. He hated making others feel inferior.

"Yeah basically like a starfish." Maria answered. He almost spoke up again. "As for the bug, it's actually more like a hamster with antenni and a craving for energy. Which reminds me, do you have any batteries? Oh and a hamster ball would be nice."

'Maria' gave Rio a hopeful look, before heading off through one of the corridors. The Doctor stood up and took a small torch out of his pocket. Turning open the end, a few batteries slid out into his waiting hand.

Clutching the batteries, he gaited down the corridor, following Maria.
"You needed some batteries...? Can't say much for the hamster ball, but how hard can those be to make?"

[Amy's understudy! Not Amy now.]

The burning smell lead her to a tiny little warehouse that had it's door cracked. She could hear voices inside, one of them being the Doctor's. She slipped in. It was bigger on the inside than it was on the outside. It had one of those time engine things in it too. It also had a young man and woman her age who were talking, the Doctor, and a tiny little dark haired older man in a chair.

She hesitated just a moment at the doorway, thinking this must be someone's home away from home, one of the other three perhaps. Then she saw the rubble on the floor and recognized it as Angel rubble. One of those kinds of Angels. She went straight to the Doctor's side.

"Hello. Do you even sleep?" She accused, softly, joking. He looked fresh as a bloody daisy.

[Rio Keâts]

Batteries. Did he have batteries? He raised his eyebrows as the woman walked off down a hall – and the small cute little old man followed, proclaiming proudly to have batteries. He glanced at his tattered bag and opened it, searching for a hamster wheel. “It would appear that I don’t carry a hamster wheel on my person,” he told her solemnly. What would a homeless man even begin to do with a hamster? Although, the company might be nice. He made a mental note to casually slip out of a pet store with a hamster in his jacket. He’d name it Ashley and they would be best friends that travelled the world together.

With the thoughts of Ashley swirling in his mind, he didn’t notice the appearance of the red-headed woman until she began to speak to the fez-man.

He nearly jumped out of his skin and held out a lockpick towards her threateningly, green eyes narrowed dramatically. “And just who are you? The lochness monster?” he asked, eyebrows slightly raised. “Came out a bit rude, didn’t it?” he pondered aloud. He put the pick back in his bag and walked over to her, holding out his hand cheerfully.

“I’m Rio,” he told the woman blithely, a large grin on his face.

[ooc| dear writing muses from above. Accept my deepest apologies for… this.]

[Berwyn Dylis Gloucester]

Berwyn was walking through rows of warehouses. His dad had some important government files stored here and asked Berwyn to go get them. Obliging, Berwyn had driven the hour and a half to the storage unit, figuring he could use the task as leverage to get something from his dad later.

He had not, however, counted on smelling smoke on this particular venture. That's just what occurred as he passed by a small warehouse. At first he thought nothing of it, but once he heard voices coming from the warehouse, he hung back to investigate.

The warehouse was small, too small to hold the multitude of voices that were coming from it. Berwyn figured he should investigate further, so he peeked into the warehouse, only to find a site shocking to him. It was bigger on the inside! Confused, Berwyn backed away from the door, and fell against the wall of the opposite warehouse.

"What is that-that thing?"

[The Second Doctor]

The Doctor tossed his batteries to the Phantom, hearing the Tardis door open and close...twice. Either this was a reunion for the Phantom and her friends, or someone had a strange habit of opening and closing doors. He ran into the control room, stopping and sliding a bit on his heels.

“And just who are you? The lochness monster?” Rio asked. "Came out a bit rude, didn't it?"

The Doctor lowered his eyebrows.
"Now, that was a bit uncalled for, wasn't it?" he asked.

A bit rudely himself, he didn't wait for an answer and bounded out the door. He grabbed the boy's collar, who seemed utterly stunned.
"Listen, you need to come inside now, there are a few things I need to explain." he said gruffly.

[Berwyn Dylis Gloucester]

Out of the horrible non-euclidean warehouse appeared a rather old man. He had dark hair and deep wrinkles, the most defined of which were his labial lines around his nose and mouth. His eyes appeared even older than his face, though.

The old and older man grabbed the collar of my shirt. "Listen, you need to come inside now," he growled, "there are a few things I need to explain."

"I-uh... what? Uh." I was still too stunned to think. I was able to get out a few words though, my eyes fixed on the warehouse. "What is that thing? I mean, how is it and what is it and just... what?!"