THIS IS A PRIVATE RP FOR PSYCH13 (ME) AND SINFULSKILLS!!!!!!!


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In London, England, year 2014, there was a girl sitting in the park listening to music and writing in a book. She had earphones in which were plugged to her phone. The music was up as high as it could get. She drowned out her surroundings as she focused on the lyrics and the music. And on what she was writing. Her hat shielded her eyes and some of her what she was writing from the harsh sun. She was completely oblivious to her surroundings.

After a few minutes of piece the harsh sound of her phone interrupted her phone. She threw the phone an annoyed look before taking out her earphones before she un-plugged them from her phone and placed the phone to her phone and accepted the call. "What?" She asked, annoyance in her voice. "Violet, hun, do you mind doing me a huge favor?" She heard her annoying 'best friend' ask in his annoying, at the moment, voice. "Yes, I mind." Before she hung up.

Before she could even plug her earphones back in her phone rang again. She growled before answering her phone. "What?" She growled out. "Can you please get a package from Jeffery at the mall on Backers?" He asked, not even set off from the rude response to his request. She groaned in annoyance at him before she hit decline. He didn't call back this time. She closed her book. On the cover were the words 'Dream' on the front.

Violet tucked her pen on the correct page before she grabbed her phone and tucked it into a small pocket on her skirt, earphones included. Before she finally stood and marched away from the park.

After a few minutes of walking and suffering the stares she arrived at the mall. She walked in before heading down the familar path. Moving past people smoothly as she walked to the back of the mall. Straight to a store, a new store. It was pretty weird actually. This store was not there one day and the next it was. No one questioneed it. Except for her that is. Then, people started buying stuff and kept comiing to the store. It wasn't anything special. Just random nick-nacks. Violet never bought anything from there.

When she arrived there it was burstling with people. She pushed past them to the front counter. "Excuse me?" She asked the guy at the front counter. A scrawny guy that looked as if he never ate anything in his life. "I'm here for a package. A package for Adrian?" The guy didn't say anything and nodded walking away, much to the other shopper's dislike. Violet nodded to herself before fighting her way outside. She then, once she made it outside, leaned against the outside window with a sigh.

The things she did for her friend. And you may think she's being a bitch but she's going through some things at the moment. And, these days, she was not one for patience. At least not when she was writing and listening to music. And, apparently Adrian wasn't aware of this fact. (He totally was.)

“Oh come on, come on! Come on you beautiful gorgeous thing you!” A young man shouted at a control panel as he stared off at the massive screen ahead of him. “Just land, I don’t care where, I don’t care when but if you land I promise I’ll give you a break for a while. No instantly travelling we’ll just… camp out for a bit!” He shouted at the machine giving it a pat as he jumped around to another control panel attached to the center conceal, “I promise, no random places for a while. We’ll plan things I swear just be a good girl and land… oh,” He turned his attention upwards. “And please don’t kill me, that would be nice too.” A cheesy grin spread across his face showing his white teeth as he gripped onto the railing behind him.

“Oh that’s a good girl. LOS GEHT!!!!” He shouted as the screen flashed black and the whole compartment rocked back and forth; during the commotion what did the young man do? The young man gripping onto the railing with his arms bent around the wood. His body nearly being thrown around because it was the biggest commotion the thing he was in had ever caused… he was laughing.

CRASH BOOM SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE the room went crazy and the young man just kept laughing before everything settled. The man then dashed back to the conceal and hit a button and turned to the screen behind him. The large screen popped up with a picture of beautiful London England. Symbols scribbled across the bottom of the screen translated into his language telling him exactly where he was. “Ah London England Earth 2014. Your fail-safe return place. Fair enough, I’ll find something to entertain myself.” With that the brown haired young man pulled a pen out of his jacket pocket and clicked the top. The bottom of the pen began to flash. “Oh goodie!” He said with way too much excitement as he took off up the stairs and down a small hallway to a door.

Pulling it open he stepped out into an alleyway and looked behind him. A single door sat at a large building in London. The door looked a bit random but it was there. Just, a single door against a red brick wall. Maybe he shouldn’t have taken the white TARDIS but then again, he can find the door easy, even in the snow he’ll spot the black handle.

Smiling he looked down at his pen, the pen told him everything about anything he wanted to know but the sudden flow of information that came to him was highly important and interesting. “Oooohhhh.” he said quickly as he took off towards the direction where the pen was telling him to go. Dressed in a dress jacket, a button up blue shirt and a pair of slacks, he looked like a running business name with a pen in his hand. His feet slowed down at a building as he looked up, finding that he was in front of a post office. “Really?” He said in disbelief as he looked down at the pen, in time for the door to open and the young woman to step out and lean her back against the window. The pen went crazy sending more information into his brain and his blue eyes shot up looking at the girl.

Instantly and without hesitation he slid in front of her, probably too close for this day and age’s personal boundaries but he just came from a planet where it was rude to communicate without being close to each other. “Hello!” He said in a bright and cheery voice. “I see you have a package, but it’s not yours and it’s not the person who’s it was being mailed to… well it kind of is but it’s not the person who you think it actually is. He’s not really a he. Or is he a he? Hm, I’ll have to ask. Anyway that, is not safe with you so I’ll take it.” He spoke so fast and half the time it seemed like he was speaking to himself but in the confusion he plucked the pages from her hand and gave her a little wave before walking off as if he expected her to understand exactly what had happened. Wait… this is 2014 right? He might have too high of standards for 2014.

If you asked Violet to explain what just happened....sorry but, you'd be out of luck. Because she honestly had no idea. All she was doing was just leaning against the wall with her package. Minding her own business, cursng her friend out in her head when it happened. A very cute, not that she noticed, guy came over to her. He began blabbering a bunch of jibberish like a mad man. She was smart, really smart. She had an IQ of 176. Yet, this man confused her greatly.

After he was done speaking he took the package from her hands before walking away. If that package was for anyone else she wouldn't care that much. But, this was her friend here. Of course she cared and of course she'd get his package back. "Oi! Hold on!" She yelled after him before jogging after him. She made it so she was right in front of him. Blocking his path. "Okay stranger, I don't know who you are but this package is important. And sorry, but I need it."

She then grasped the package and pulled with all her strength. When the package was in her hands she gave him a smirk. He thought he was so clever probably. "Thanks for making my day slightly less boring, Clever boy. But, I have a package to deliver." She said to him before she gave him a small 2-fingered wave before turning on her heel and walking away. She thought about running but, that would be way too much.

He might think she was afraid of him or that she was less confident then she seemed. And that just would not do.

The Doctor was all sorts of happy, the goofy grin on his face read simply, ‘I have a box, I have a box’ as he had a pep to his step walking down the streets of London, that was until he was cut off by the chocolate haired girl he had taken the box from. The Doctor stood at a good five foot eleven inches and she seemed to be only a bit shorter than him but had no issue standing up to him when he took the box. His head turned to one side as he listened to her talk, his blue eyes analyzing her face trying to learn as much about her as he could in the small amount of interaction. She wasn’t startled by him which was surprising and a welcoming change. Earth in 2014 can be high strung and not want anything to do with someone who’s willing to talk to anyone then again, there were encounters like this.

While he was mentally analyzing the situation and taking notes, he didn’t even catch that she had taken the box until it was completely out of his grasp. Her smirk broke him from his trance of analyzing before she started to walk away from him. “Hold on!” He said quickly jumping back into motion and chasing down the girl. Apparently he needed to take a different tactic. “You are absolutely right, that package is important.” Jumping in front of her, her managed to stop her again. Reaching into his jacket pocket he pulled out a small black folded single compartment wallet and flipped it open projecting an identification of a federal mail inspector. “But that package cannot leave the store, much less with someone who isn’t it’s owner. It’s too important and shouldn’t be left with anyone who isn’t either the owner or the federal inspector. IE, me.” With that he folded up the little wallet and slid it back into his inside jacket pocket and pulled hard against the box, causing her to finally let go.

“In case you couldn’t read it, I’m the Doctor by the way. Now you know who I am and I’m off! Good bye!” Satisfied with the response he had given her, he started off in the opposite direction. Now, time to analyze why this box is giving such weird readings as soon as he got back to the TARDIS. Oh this, this was an interesting day and the Doctor wasn’t complaining one bit; he surely did like interesting.

She looked at him with wide eyes. Did that seriously just happen? She was still in shock about all of this. She was really thinking about letting the guy have the package and move on but she just couldn't. It didn't seem right. Besides, he did show her a blank piece of paper and played it off as some big thing. Did he seriously expect that to work? Apparently he did even though it was a very dumb idea of his to try it. The man had courage, she'd give him that.

Finally, she gained her sense back before she ran after him. She slid to a stop in front of him. "Listen dude, I don't know what your game is but I'm not a fan. Showing me a blank sheet of paper and telling me a hell of a story? Nice try. But," She snatched the box back. "I'm not an idiot. I refuse to fall for it." She then turned on her heel before walking away. Trying to fight the smile on her face. She loved this.

She loves different games and puzzles. She is a smart person and she loves to make her brain go faster. And she just loves thinking in general. And this guy, he interested her. Which was a first.

Simple simple creatures these apes are. His head was buzzing with wonderment of what could be inside the box considering it was giving off such strange readings. Hm… funny how the TARDIS always took him to places that he needed to go which could sometimes not be the places he wanted to go. But he couldn’t agree with the TARDIS more, London was always a good place to go and, well weird things happen in London.

Suddenly the brunette jumped in front of him again. His feet pulled to a halt and his head jerked back in surprise as his blue eyes expanded staring at the woman in front of him. She didn’t see the information he put on the paper? Really? As she stared at her with expanded eyes, he tilted his head to one side analyzing her face as if he was trying to figure out if she was alien as well. No, no; she wasn’t alien that much he knew, but she was different. Not simple. Now this, this was interesting!

Snapping back into reality she had started to walk away before he could get to her again. Jumping in front of her, his blue eyes twinkled with an amazing amount of excitement. “I like you!” His voice matching the excitement in his eyes, “You seem like someone who enjoys a good adventure… I’ll tell you what; I won’t take the box from you again if you take me to your friend. And if you take me to your friend, I promise to show you something no one on earth has seen.” She really had one of two choices, she could tell him no and force him to follow her; or she could take him up on his offer and have her mind blown. Which will she choose… He personally was hoping for the second option, it would be nice to talk to someone who could see through his psychic paper; that means she’s intelligence and it’s been a long time since he’s talked with someone.

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. What was so important about the box? She had no freaking idea. So, she looked at him, looked at him closely. And for the first time she realized how cute he was. Really cute. But, she didn't let anything reveal on her face. She was too good for that. Then again, she had nothing to do today. So, why doesn't she take him up on his offer. What does she have to lose? And if he is some kind of rapist she can kick his ass. She has the training.

"Fine, come with me. I've always wanted to see something no one else has." She said to him with a small smile before she walked around him. She didn't check behind her to see if he was following. He either was or he wasn't. She didn't care either way.

The Doctor tilted his head to one side, keeping that goofy-yet-charming grin on his face hoping that he wouldn’t have to follow her. That could end up being very awkward and it was always easier just to walk up to someone and start talking to them. He was never really scared of death and that, in itself, was enough to make him somewhat reckless but a lot of fun.

When she said yes his face brightened and his smile expanded showing his bright white teeth across his fine lips as he fell into step with her. “I’m sure you will not be disappointed.” He said with a nod as he slid his large hands into the pockets of his black slacks. The smells of earth were always peaceful and relaxing, even in the city. Taking in a deep breath he let out a small sigh before turning his sharp blue gaze to the girl he was walking with. It did take him a little bit before he could talk to her, not because he was shy or anything but because he was trying to see what he could figure out about her before she started talking.

“I’m the Doctor, what’s your name?” It wasn’t common that he had someone to talk to unless he had a companion with him. But that… that was a long time ago. Would it hurt to try to find someone to join him on his travels? Probably not but it’s not exactly something that one can just bring up in a conversation and as much as he’d enjoy the company, he really didn’t want her to get hurt.

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow before fixing her glasses. His name was Doctor? Doctor Who? Then again, she has heard weirder sos he would not comment about it. He wanted her name? Why was he trying to make conversation. As far as she was concerned he was some man, some clever man, that was trying to get a package from her. A freaking package!!!! This package is just not freaking worth it. She has no idea why she is doing this. Oh yeah, her friend. GO FRIENDSHIP!!! She then sighed before speaking. Which ended uo turning into a slight ramble. "My name is Violet, pleasure to meet you Doctor. By the way, Doctor Who? I mean, I am not completely sure why I care but I just do. I've heard many weird names and I've never heard anything quite like it. Doctor. Doctor, Doctor, Doctor. Doctor." She said over and over again, seeing how it sounded on her tongue. "I believe I can get used to that. Anyway, I'm going to stop talking now because I have a huge thing where I ramble. Well, it isn't rambling to me, I just naturally speak fast. My brain works fast. Or....so I am told. And I really am just gonna shut up now. I apologize for my terrible rambling habit."

She even covered her mouth with her hand in order to shut up. She didn't mean to be that way. It just happened. Been doing it since she was a child. A habit. A habit she has been trying for 8 years to break.

“Voilet.” He repeated, registering it to his data bank memory, for the vast amount of information floating around in the young man’s head but right now it was important that he remembered the girl’s name. “Just the Doctor, easier for people to remember that way.” He said with a cheeky grin. His name on his home planet was long and complicated so he found that his title. Especially when humans didn’t quite have the capacity to understand that there were things outside of the little planet.

“It’s okay, I function the same way. Especially when you have so many thoughts going through your head at a single time, it just becomes a big jumbled up mess than you began blabbering about something unimportant until something that is considered important jumps out and finds its way into your mouth. Do you smell chips?” He asked barely taking a breath to do so sniffing the air slightly as his blue eyes scanned the surrounding area before looking back at her. “How long have you known your friend? What’s he like? Does he smell funny? Does he have an odd shaped nose? Does he have a catch phrase that he’s really never explained the meaning behind?” At this time his mouth stopped moving and he locked his hands behind him leaning slightly to her, giving her all of his attention and awaiting her answer… well answers, to his many questions.

She listened to him as he spoke and felt herself relax around him. It was weird, he was just as weird as she was and it was awesome. "Doctor? Awesome name." She said to him with a nod of approval. She then felt herself smile when he descibed exactly what was happening to her. About the thoughts going through her head. This guy was becoming more and more interesting. She then tilted her head in confusion when he mentioned how he smelt chips. "Chips?" She questioned him curiously. Then again, she has learnt not to question the things he does. She learnt that within the first few minutes of meeting him. She then raised an eyebrow as he began questioning her about her friend. Asking questions. After he done asking she began speaking.

"I've known him since we were in kindergrden. He is very bubbly and out-going. Doesn't care what people think of him. He does not smell funny actaully. He smells like candy. Chocolate if you want to get specific. He has a normal shaped nose. And he does, he says 'Holy midget Michael Jackson' everytime he is surprised or really happy. Very weird but I never questioned it." She said to him quickly. How she remembered everything he said, she had no idea.

“Hmmm….” The Doctor said as he listened to her closely. So it had been around a long time, since the young woman didn’t seem too old. He scratched the back of his head in thought as he slid his other hand into his pocket. “Interesting… very interesting…” The young man’s mind was a buzz. If her ‘friend’ was what he thought it was than it wouldn’t make much sense for the creature to want that was in the box. Besides, he was more curious on how the creature got a hold of what was in the box. Damn if he could just get that box from her all of this could be figured out rather quickly. But a pick up line of ‘hey why don’t you bring that box with you to my spaceship and we’ll analyze it together.’ Well… maybe he could.

His blue eyes flicked to his right looking at her again. Maybe she would like something like that. She seemed to jump at chance to get to see something that no one else had ever seen. But was she completely dedicated to taking it her friend? Or could a young charming man like himself offer her something more and save the poor alien the embarrassment of blowing his cover when he wasn’t really doing anything wrong. “So.” He began slipping his over hand into his pocket and running around, walking backwards so he could look at her in the face. “You seem to be rather interested in seeing things that no one else has ever seen. If I could offer you that and the box never left your hands would you be willing to take a detour? Shouldn’t take more than ten minutes.” He gave her an innocent yet charming expression; had he lost his charm as his fine lips curled into a coy tempting smile; or was she not going to bite?