The Doctor had been enjoying a pleasant day exploring again as he often did in the places he found himself. But it had gotten late and he was heading back to the safety of his Tardis. Swiftly he moved through the city, his sinewy overcoat and his scarf billowing behind him while he held his fedora securely to his head with a hand. The Time Lord was quite a sight, his appearance a eccentric Bohemian that mismatched time periods of the 70’s and Victorian with a hint of something only described as alien.
He had twisted his head back to the direction he came while he continued to move, not paying much attention where he was going when he bumped into something…make that someone. The Doctor stumbled backwards as his deep blue eyes lifted to meet the figure of the young woman he had just run into “Oh! Hello! I’m terribly sorry madam…Are you alright?” his voice was a deep sounding one, no doubt due to his height which was well over six feet, and bore a distinct British accent.