Hannibal's Hotel and Restaurant

Who: Nyanko-sensei, tagging the Doctor (/any/ Doctor)
When: After meeting Ten in the library
Where: Hotel bar
What: Looking for a Doctor, any Doctor.
Rating/Status: PG-13 at worst/Incomplete thread

The bar was familiar to Nyanko-sensei; it was here where he had met the mysterious spy Bond and had his first shot of booze from outside time and space. He had a feeling about this place, like it was the kind of place to attract time travelers. Nyanko-sensei wondered if he should have put a personal ad in the newspaper: single cat-shaped ayakashi searching for any resident Lord of Time for conversation and adventure.

Couldn't be too hard, waiting around for the Doctor he met - all skinny legs and pinstripes - or the others who were also 'him' to show up. His senses were quite keen on picking up the scent of Time Lords after a first meeting, and he was pretty sure that he could tell one of the Doctor's selves on sight. If he couldn't, it would be awkward, to say the least.

Nyanko-sensei shuffled onto a barstool and ordered himself a bottle of shochu, not wanting to waste time with shots.

Who: Doctors 3, 6, 9, 10, Jo, Gwen and Frasier
When: Afternoon
Where: Room 606
What: Meeting of minds
Status/Rating: Incomplete/tbd

606 had its door open and the sound of two voices in discourse rushed into the hallway. One voice seemed to dominate the conversation more, sounding off in a hurried fashion while the other could be judged as sounding "Northern English", even if he wasn't British. The two of him, the Doctor, were in a room that was a hodgepodge of science lab, living room and library.

Who: Jo Grant and Doctor Three
What: Gift giving
Where: Their suite
When: Backdated to Christmas day
Rating: G probably
Status: Ongoing

( Merry merrily )

Who: Same participants as the first one, but all are welcome to join in, please continue previous conversations in the new thread:

We are continuing from here

( An apology for the devil: it must be remembered that we have heard one side of the case. God has written all the books.* )

Who: Jo, Third Doctor, and open to anyone else who enjoys music
What: An impromptu musicale (a delightful evening of music and wine and cheese)
When: Wednesday evening, 8 pm
Where: the Ballroom
Status/Rating: Incomplete/tbd

( A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence* )

Who: Third Doctor, Jo and greeter
Where: UK to Hannibal's Hotel (in one quick shot!)
When: Time is fleeting, and elastic, and subject to change, but for your sake, call it Saturday morning
What: Entering the Hotel, of course, did you sleep through the part that says greeter?
Status: Complete (possible spoilers for The Sea Devils)

( Reverse the polarity of the neutron flow )