About me? Well what’s there’s to know? I’m the Doctor. I loved in the place called Gallifrey located in the constellation of Kasterborous. And me. I’m a time-lord. I travel around in a time machine called the TARDIS. And TARDIS stands for Time And Relative Dimensions In Space.
And she’s rather sensitive to my companions. She growls and snarls at them sometimes. And others well she’ll warm up to them quicker than others. Even though she can’t talk she’ll let you know through variations of mechanical noises.
Other things you need to know about me is that I do have a daughter. She’s the most entertaining child in the entire galaxy. She’s fun and energetic. And always keeps me on my toes. I love her so much and she’s completely 100% time-lord just like her old man. Her name is Clara. And she’s the only chance I’ve got to make up for what happened once before. I love and adore her. And she was named Clara because she looked like a Clara when she was born. Don’t question me. She’s mine and mine alone.
But other than that don't be shy. Come and talk to me. I won't bite. Much!
We are a fun bunch. I seem to recall you having a penchant for company. Where is your Companion? Or are you between at the moment? She grinned, an mischievous spark in her white eyes for a moment before they turned blue and normal looking.
(Doing pretty well, Smith's Doctor can be a bit tough to capture but you seem to have him down so far. )
Opening his eyes slowly loosening my grip from your fish bone of a body. "Wow" Tries to take in all of the wonder of the sky and the little people below." I see why you fly so much. Its truly an experience of a life time."
I place my strong hands on your shoulder holding on tightly but not that it would be painful for you. "So what do y-WHA!" Gripes your shoulders firmly shutting my eyes while we rise up into the bright blue sky.
((LOL Well good luck making it all the same. Ohhh what Ren fest did you apply for? ))
"Flight....as...in..fly?On a dragon?!" Face quickly brightens up like the brightest lightbulb thinking of flying on a nightfury. Shifts my gaze to your face to your hand grasping it steadily with my old calloused hands.
Just started cutting the fabric. I will take more pics while i cut and sew.
The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. Good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things or make them unimportant. - 11th Doctor