For Bananas and Jaffa Cakes. (Ninth Doctor, open)

[The Phantom]

The Phantom; more commonly known as Maria, to those she met; walked aimlessly about the dark streets of London. Looking up every so often at the stars with a smile on her face.

Maria had only landed here, because her Tardis wouldn't take her anywhere else. And she really didn't want to argue with her ship, seeing as she likes to switch up the rooms and corridors any time she's upset. So here the young Timelord was, out at night, on a dark sidewalk, with nothing but a laser screwdriver in her pocket.

"Now where to?" The blond, four foot nine inch, alien girl asked herself, before looking to the right and taking a left. "This way!"

She was excited, even though she had no idea why, but she supposed that's what makes it exciting.

[The Ninth Doctor]

The doctor had set the Tardis to random, to land where ever it wanted. Frankly he was bored, he had nothing to do and no companion to hang out with. He was lonely. He sat down on the chair that was near a bunch of the buttons on the Tardis. He fixed his collar of his jacket as the Tardis made its usual noise when it traveled. When he arrived he got to his feet and sighed, without looking at the monitor he made stride toward the door. He opened the Tardis door with its usual creek and glanced around. He was in London. He was curious why the Tardis took him here. He stuck his hands in his pockets. Taking a deep breath of air, hoping something actually good would come his way for once.

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[The Phantom]

Maria grinned as she walked down the street, whistling a tune that sounded oddly like "The Wheels on the Bus." She stopped and took a look at her surroundings. Noticing a rather tall man in a leather jacket, and in her own curious nature, she walked over to him.

"Hello, lovely night for a walk. Right?" She asked as she smiled at him.