+1 Doctor

[not_the_question]

The Doctor arrives in the Nexus.  And he's not sure how he got here.  Not that it matters.  He has no TARDIS and no memories of Clara.  All he has are the clothes on his back, his sonic specks, and his trusty guitar.  Okay, he has a little rucksack filled with a change of clothes and other odds and ends that he's collected on his quest.

He looks around and this place looks... rather American, considering.  Of course, everything looked American to him these days, he's spent far too long in the States looking first for the TARDIS and then for Clara.  He so far has been unsuccessful at both.

"Excuse me, has anyone seen someone called Clara?"




{{OOC: The Doctor's Canonpoint will be in flux until I figure out which one is best for this setting.  I'll make it clear in his threads.}}

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[younghero]

Link wasn't sure about this place, but, he would never not help someone. The Hero of Time smiled up at the man, sword and shield clanking slightly.

"I haven't, but, I can help you look for her, if you like Mister."

[not_the_question]

'Hero of Time'. The Doctor would scoff at such a title. Of course, being a Time Lord, he would feel he had the obligation to...

"Well, if you haven't seen her, I don't know how much help you'd be."

Which isn't a refusal of the offer. The Doctor literally doesn't know who he's looking. Well, not entirely true, he has snatches of thoughts and ideas, but that's hardly helpful.

[younghero]

"If you tell me what she looks like, I can look for her," Link replied.

The title wasn't one he talked about. He had however, an impulse to help others whenever he could.

Someday I'll upgrade again...

[not_the_question]

The Doctor bites his lip at the request for information.

"Erm. There's a problem with that. I... Can't remember."

Which is why he needs help to find her.

[younghero]

"Oh."

Link looked thoughtful.

"Maybe she's looking for you too? What's your name?"

He figured he'd ask around and see if someone was missing their grandpa.

[not_the_question]

He offers a faint little smile.

"That would be nice, wouldn't it? I'm the Doctor."

He'll even hold out his hand for Link to shake it.

[timelordballadeer]

"No I haven't sir," Waylon replies. He just landed his Tardis and walks out when he hears the question. He looks up to see an older looking guy with a guitar and a bag. He just came to this area of the Nexus looking for the real estate agent in hopes of buying one of the houses they advertised. "Did she get lost here? The Nexus can be pretty confusing I reckon to someone whose new here."

"That's a nice guitar you have by the way." Waylon compliments after taking a few seconds to notice it before looking at him.

[not_the_question]

The Doctor turns at the sound of the TARDIS materialising and frowns... deeply. He doesn't recognise it. And he should. He's a Time Lord. When the other man steps out, the Doctor's frown deepens.

"Time Lord. But not any I've met..."

Which isn't actually saying much. He just is that haughty. It's well-earned, he never quite stopped being Lord President.

"No. She... It happened before I got here."

She was just the one he was always asking about. He smirked down at his guitar. "Thanks. It keeps me fed and sheltered."

Since he's without his TARDIS, that's a big deal.

[timelordballadeer]

Waylon is a little surprise that the other man was able to quickly guess who exactly he is. Not that there wasn't anything wrong with that, he is just used to being the one to telling others that he is a Time Lord more often and the Doctor in his world already knew who he was(he just doesn't remember any Time Lord who looks like the other man. That is if his guess is correct. Wait does this mean the other man is a Time Lord too?

"Oh I reckon not yeah...are you one too? I'm the Balladeer but I usually go by Waylon. It's my alias on Earth," Waylon pauses after replying casually, listening to him. He didn't really expect to meet another Time Lord here in the Nexus. He wasn't sure how this encounter was gonna turn out.

He stands there still while giving him a friendly smile back, "You're welcome. I play the guitar too, I'm a singer in my universe." He explains, while also feeling bad for him. It sounds like he was going through some tough times.

[not_the_question]

It wasn't hard. The TARDIS was kind of a dead give-away. And Time Lords can sense each other, at least in the Doctor's universe...

"Earth alias? You mean... as a Time Lord... you spend time on Earth?"

This might take some getting used to. The Doctor is used to being the sole Time Lord interested in Earth.

"I can sing."

He prefers to play. Though... he's been doing the 'gig' scene, since he's been TARDIS-less and has a memory like Swiss-cheese.

"So, you must spend a lot of time on Earth to have an alias..."

Hint, hint. Tell him more.

[timelordballadeer]

Time Lords can sense each other in his universe, but he wasn't sure it was the same in the other man's universe. He had a feeling he was one and going by said Time Lord sense, he seems to be in the right. He just didn't want to completely assume since well...every universe is different. Hell on the last universe hopping trip he and his companions did, his counterpart was a singer like him, but he was still in his first incarnation.

"Yeah I do. I landed there in 1937 in an area called Texas with my son and then wife Jessi. We just escaped the Time War and I had my first regeneration not long after we landed. This is my second incarnation, I just like Earth enough to stay and have some kinda career, plus I liked the music that was playing around so I became a singer."

[not_the_question]

Weird. Not good and weird. Weird weird. Like Rigsy's tattoo... And that makes the Doctor very uncomfortable for some reason. He wishes he could remember why.

"And Time Lords do that sort of thing now?"

Where the hell had he arrived?

[barre_none]

"Sorry, I can't say I have."

Grace hasn't been in the Nexus long, but she's met a few people already. None of them, unfortunately, are Clara.

"Do you know for a fact that she's here?"

[not_the_question]

The Doctor grimaces slightly.

"No, I don't know."

But he looks around...

"Come to think of it, I'm not even sure where 'here' is..."

[paininthebat]

"Sorry haven't run into anyone with that name." Which was true, he had only spoken to three people so far, and all of them male. He was pretty sure none of them were a Clara.

[not_the_question]

The Doctor looks down to see the young-looking boy. "Too bad. Not that I really expected it to be that easy."

He pauses just to let the kid know he's changing topics. "What about you? Have you a name at all?"

[paininthebat]

Damian sized up the man; he looked younger than Alfred, but not by much. Though that didn't mean he wouldn't be a threat. After all his Grandfather had been dangerous. He decided to at least stay back a little.

"Damian Wayne." He'd leave out the rest of it, since really no one here seemed to know Father, and he doubted they'd know of his Grandfather too. "You?"

[not_the_question]

He had noticed that the lad had stepped back. It's a reaction he's used to now. which is why he doesn't seem to care. He adjusts all his belongings that he's carrying so he can offer his hand.

"I'm the Doctor."

He takes a look around.

"Any proper idea where we are?"

Look at him, probably not, but you never know where good information will come from, so repeating questions with different people never hurts.

[paininthebat]

"Doctor of what?" Because yeah he's used to that only being a title sorry.

"I'm not sure about the name of the place, but it's some sort of crossroads between different worlds." He hopes that makes sense. "And yes, I mean different worlds because I've already met some that aren't from mine, close, but things are a little different."

[not_the_question]

The Doctor is used to it... But, prefers the 'Doctor who' joke. Oh well.

"Let's see... Last time I was asked that question, I said 'intestinal parasites.'"

Which wouldn't be entirely false, given the stress that 'monsters' put on people.

"Interesting. Usually that only happens in the Gaps. And gaps aren't actual places."

[synthdetective]

"Is this Clara a person or a thing?" Nick asks from while leaning against a wall taking in the sights of The Nexus with his hands tucked in his pocket, and his fedora tilted forward to cover his tattered face.

He finally lifts a hand out from his pocket, and he tilts his hat upwards so he can get a better look at who is speaking to him. "And if you can give me a description I might be able to help you find your Clara."

[not_the_question]

"...A Person, I'm fairly sure."

But he isn't all sure. He'll never be completely sure about Clara again.

"Can't give you a description, sorry."

He can't remember her, it's problematic.

[synthdetective]

There is a groan coming from Nick's direction, either it is one of his joints needing some lubricant or he really is groaning. "So you're not sure if this is a person or not?" Nick pushes off from the wall and he wanders over to The Doctor. "That isn't exactly going to help either of us find them."

Nick is just going to assume Clara is a person, and not The Doctor's pet turtle. If it is a pet turtle, Nick has no problem with feeling like an ass.

[not_the_question]

"She and I travelled together. But... there was an... accident. She's been deleted from my memory."

He taps the side of his head. No, he's not kidding.

[synthdetective]

Nick doesn't seem to think The Doctor's off his rocker, at least when he's well aware that he's likely got a few holes in his own memory. But this guy isn't exactly made from the same stuff as Nick is, and the old detective is going to take this serious as he stands there with a serious look on his plastic face.

"Now that is a problem. Not just your missing friend, but the fact that you somehow had your memories tampered with. And I take you don't remember who did this to you." He sounds concerned, really concerned.

"Is there anything you might make you remember her?" He's not a doctor, but the detective in him doesn't see any harm in trying to jar The Doctor's memory loose.