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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

The Doctor wasn't edgy, he was more perplexed. Another puzzle, another game, another something to try and figure out and categorize for the scientist. He was scratching his head, mussing up already wild hair and looking over the engine of the ferris wheel that he had canibalized the first day. He had a feeling that now the modulator, busted or not, was gone and put back into the bits and pieces he'd made it from. That was nearly two weeks work back into it's box again. The Doctor was starting to wonder if he ought to even try to make the damned thing all over again.

When the Doctor looked up from the motor he spied a silver haired man walking toward him. Someone new? Even that was hard to get excited about.

"A carnival," the Doctor replied, his tone friendly enough. "You know a festival? They don't have those where you're from?" The Doctor canted his head a little sensing that this man was a bit too serious for his own good.

While the clothing of the man was different and his hair strange in comparison to the rest of the people around the town, it didn't really phase the Doctor. Hello, Time Lord who spent his life travelling time and space, really didn't find a silver-haired man in a futuristic get-up all that exciting. Now, if you could slap a Rhino head on there and wrap him in leather and call him Jadoon, well, then maybe he'd be a little bit more intrigued. Where one Jadoon was, many more certainly followed.

"You must be new, yes?" He asked plainly enough though his tone hinted at a certain amount of kindness that some found to be either disarming or strangely annoying. It didn't matter to the Doctor what people thought of it; it was his personality.

"I'm the Doctor, you managed a place to stay yet?"