A Blueprint of Identity
"You, old girl are beautiful!" the Doctor exclaimed.
The Tardis itself had regenerated.
When the Doctor was in London defeating the Master, the Tardis had repaired herself. The console was more advanced with a shining console monitor, the central Time Rotor ascended to the overhead to glow Tardis-blue. Behind the console, aligning to the Tardis doors was a metal staircase leading to a long hallway for the rest of the time-machine inside.
The Doctor looked around inside the Tardis once more before walking outside to inspect the exterior. The Tardis still looked good, only became slightly darker with the "Police Public Call Box" sign and a Saint John Ambulance symbol on the doors.
The Doctor walked back into his Tardis. "Ah, the old Gallifreyan theme dear. Lovely present for me... "
He inspected his upgraded sonic-screwdriver on the console. "Sonic-y forever too!"
The Doctor began to look for a costume...
The Doctor inspected himself.
"Ah...the nose is pretty bad this time..." he muttered.
He had regenerated into a pale, skinny yet tall man who looked quite young. The man had a thin, boney face with long dark brunette hair covering large ears. On his face are hazel eyes, and a sharp nose. "I wanted to be ginger too..." He wore a thin grey dress shirt, an old black Victorian waistcoat, skinny red tartan jeans, sleek black leather boots, and a dark-blue tie. All this was covered by a light grey overcoat with bronze buttons.
"This would have to do..." The Doctor tried on black sunglasses with circular lenses before something important was remembered by him. The Tardis signatures! He returned to the console to pocket his sonic screwdriver into his bigger-on-the-inside jean pockets.
"You have multiversal time-traveling abilities for the present, old girl..." he observed on the monitor. "The time-vortex is really a wibbly-wobbly strange place, eh?"
He hesitated. "I really want to try traveling beyond this universe..."
The Tardis beeped.
"What do you think? Tally-ho?" The eccentric being operated the console after adjusting his scarf, the spirit of adventure beginning to the end of eternity.
All of space-time was there for this mysterious madman...
To be continued