[ Undead factions waging war, unsavory criminals lurking at every corner, austere accommodations, and a prescribed mission of reaching Serthica; all in a day's work for the Doctor. Different from anything he's ever faced before, certainly, although every adventure is. This one happens to be...a bit more complicated. More of a puzzle. All the more thrilling for it. He doesn't have time to be idle or frustrated that his TARDIS is nowhere to be found and the sonic screwdriver bearing weight in his pocket is nothing more than just a glorified screwdriver. He has work to do, and do it he has. So far, it's been his usual brand of fact-finding; asking questions, exploring, tinkering with any little gadget he can find.
He rarely needs to sleep, so in the evening, he takes to traversing areas around the Mouse House. Carefully, always. Oh, that's a lie and he knows it. It's inevitable that trouble will find him eventually, or the other way around, and he wouldn't know how to be any other way.
Apart from getting to know the others in his little group, and those of their immediate surroundings, the Doctor is particularly watchful of the young children under the care of Ma’am Mariol. She looks after them, clearly, and he's certainly seen children in far more unfortunate circumstances than they find themselves now. He can't help the protectiveness he feels in spite of that, though he's also keen to tag along on some of the tasks he's watched them carry out. Get to know the area better, and those who inhabit it.
On this particular morning, as he approaches young Gavroche, he's holding his sonic screwdriver - screwdriver, regrettably, just a screwdriver - and tossing it up and down in the air idly. ]
Busy day ahead, have you? Oh, we haven't been properly introduced. I'm the Doctor. [ Said all in an enthusiastic string of words without pause. ] Mind if I join you?
[ ooc: sorry for the tl;dr hope this works okay, let me know if not! ]
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He rarely needs to sleep, so in the evening, he takes to traversing areas around the Mouse House. Carefully, always. Oh, that's a lie and he knows it. It's inevitable that trouble will find him eventually, or the other way around, and he wouldn't know how to be any other way.
Apart from getting to know the others in his little group, and those of their immediate surroundings, the Doctor is particularly watchful of the young children under the care of Ma’am Mariol. She looks after them, clearly, and he's certainly seen children in far more unfortunate circumstances than they find themselves now. He can't help the protectiveness he feels in spite of that, though he's also keen to tag along on some of the tasks he's watched them carry out. Get to know the area better, and those who inhabit it.
On this particular morning, as he approaches young Gavroche, he's holding his sonic screwdriver - screwdriver, regrettably, just a screwdriver - and tossing it up and down in the air idly. ]
Busy day ahead, have you? Oh, we haven't been properly introduced. I'm the Doctor. [ Said all in an enthusiastic string of words without pause. ] Mind if I join you?
[ ooc: sorry for the tl;dr hope this works okay, let me know if not! ]