Woohoo! Last day of work before a month holiday! Am i going to enjoy this holiday or am i going to enjoy it? Hell yeah i am! Moving on; sorry for not updating sooner i got a little carried away with drawing Judge Death. And one i get into drawing it's very hard to get me to stop. xD
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"Nothing, that's somewhat shocking I really was expecting to find something you know? What a sneaky person," The Doctor and Phil were walking down the street. They'd left the theatre a few minutes ago after their search didn't turn up any results.
"I have an idea." Phil said while stopping walking and looking at him, he stopped and nodded at her to continue. "What if the only way to see what happens is to be on the inside?"
"What do you mean Phil? We can't sneak into the theatre when the show is actually happening we'd be caught and thrown out." The Doctor said while she started walking again, he jumped and walked beside her when she reached his side. "And as much as I like to be caught in places I'm not meant to be, the throwing out part really hurts."
Phil shook her head, "No no I'm not on about sneaking into the theatre I'm on about actually being in the show."
"Oh wow, that is quite a idea you have Phil." The Doctor said while paling slightly, Phil looked at him confused.
Slowly smiling she pointed a finger at him, "You get stage fright?"
"No no how could I get scared of performing in front of people? I'm brilliant with people! I'm such a people person!"
"Erm...Doctor? Talking to someone and lecturing them is a lot different than performing in front of them. I wouldn't hold anything against you if you did get slight butterflies at the thought. It even gives me slight butterflies and I suggested the idea."
"You'd take part too? Oh that fills me with more confidence!"
"You need company regardless, left to your own devices you will just run around and go off on many different tangents. Then right at the last minute you'll remember what you're actually meant to be doing."
"Yes that's so very true, you know me to well."
Phil gave a shrug and turned the corner towards the TARDIS. "We just need to get into that show."
"We also need a newspaper tomorrow, we need to see if anyone has disappeared again." Doctor opened the door and walked in after Phil. Shutting the door he turned and walked up the stairs.
"So we're just sitting and waiting?"
"Pretty much, how annoying is that? I hate waiting for things!" Phil just watched him from the stairs which she was now sitting on. After walking around in a circle around the console he ended up sitting next to her. "You alright now?"
"Yeah."
"One word answer usually means the opposite. What's wrong?"
"Well it's a little bizarre isn't it? That we try and do something normal, and something abnormal pops up."
"Story of my life, you get used to these moments honestly you do."
"Huh, I think this is going to be a long night."
"You should probably sleep, you've had a shock tonight and the best thing to relieve that shock is sleeping. Also eat the chocolate."
"No! I don't want to eat it, stop trying to get me to eat it." Phil whined and pushed his hands away. She'd given him the chocolate bar back and he was now waving it in her face in a strange way to try and get her to eat it.
"Oh," he sighed and took to eating it instead. Phil pulled a face, "What? Your loss is my gain." He grinned and suffered a playful hit to his arm.
"Well I don't know, you two look slightly strange. I mean granted you lot are eccentric characters anyway...but oh well," a short stout man with thinning hair and a strange beard said. In his hands he clutched onto a cigar and proceeded to lighting it.
The Doctor and Phil looked at each other and then at him. "You two aren't leaving I see you're serious have you any experience in performing?"
"Is that important?" Doctor asked simply, the man spluttered and shook his head he was incredibly confused and shocked by his answer.
"What he means is, have we performed anywhere else." Phil said while laughing nervously. The man looked a little more relieved by her rephrasing his question.
"Oh...oh! Why didn't you just ask that instead of trying to kick us out? Silly you," The Doctor waved a hand at him. "But the answer is no, but then there is a first time for everything is there not? I have to say on my list of things to do in my life, performing magic in front of a crowd of enthusiastic humans-" Phil nudged him. "I mean people is on there somewhere." He smiled innocently, Phil sighed quietly and shook her head. She knew she shouldn't have let him do the talking, but then it would look a little odd her doing all the talking and him just standing there mute. Frowning she clasped her hands together, The Doctor couldn't be mute even if he tried. She had to refrain from laughing, they'd look like a extremely odd version of Penn & Teller.
"Ok then, what do you do?"
"We dabble in all sorts don't we Philippa?" Doctor said happily while looking at her. She gave a nod and smiled at the man. They already agreed it'd look weird for him to walk around calling her a male name – despite it being her nickname.
"All sorts? Yes!" She answered quickly suddenly getting pulled from her thoughts.
"Well that's a very wide variety isn't it? Care to demonstrate?"
"Right now?" The Doctor asked a little confused, Phil closed her eyes and sighed. They hadn't actually planned on getting this far. As far as plans go them disguising themselves as magicians to get into a show, to see if any of the magicians in the show had anything to do with the disappearing people, was extremely far fetched.
"Sure!" The Doctor exclaimed while pushing Phil towards a space. They were currently in between the corridor to the dressing and prop rooms, and the back door. "Have you got your watch?"
"Yes of course I have, I'm just not wearing it."
"Pop it on."
"Eh? But you hate-"
"Shh we're being stared at oddly." Doctor waved his hands at her, reaching into her bag Phil pulled out her watch and strapped it on as discretely as she could. The man looked at them oddly still, Phil rocked on her heels and frowned when Doctor started rambling about making her disappear. Rolling her eyes she didn't choose to comment how common that was and how cliché.
"Out of all places in the world sir where would you like to visit?"
"Why is this important?"
"Because!" The Doctor waved a hand at her, "I'll make Philippa here disappear to your chosen destination and she'll bring something back from there!" He paused. "So come on then, chop chop hurry hurry, thirty seconds remaining." Doctor was counting down, while the man thought of a place to choose he turned his attention to her.
"I'm giving you about forty seconds to grab the first thing you see and then get back here."
"How do I get back here? This is a teleporter not a time machine, I say this because knowing you, you'll just send me to where ever in any given time."
"Good point," he nodded and held onto her wrist. Looking over his shoulder to see the man still debating he pulled out the screwdriver and pointed it at the watch. "Seriously how long does it take to think up a place?"
"Well...you have given him free choice to choose anywhere on Earth. If I were him I'd take my time too."
"You're a quick thinker though! Why aren't more people quick at thinking?" The Doctor stuck his tongue out thoughtfully while tapping the glass over the watch face. Phil shook her head and put her hands on his shoulders to twirl him around to look at the man.
"Have you chosen a place?"
"Africa."
"Africa? Fine!" Doctor looked at Phil who mouthed the word in shock and looked at the watch.
"I hope you don't expect me to arrive back with a baby elephant." Phil said while side stepping away from him.
"See you in forty seconds Philippa!" The Doctor smiled while pointing the screwdriver at her, he tampered with the watch so it would only work – at the moment – with the aid of the sonic screwdriver.
"What is that?" The man questioned while pointing a finger at it.
"This my dear man is a magic wand," The Doctor smiled and twirled it in his hand, the man looked up at him dead panned, not believing any part of that sentence. "What? It is! It's just a little different."
"Wands are usually black, thin with white tips."
"Well mines cooler looking! It's shiny and gold! Look," Doctor waved it at the man desperately trying to prove a point. "It has the white and black on it! Just not in the designated places..." he trailed off thoughtfully and pointed the screwdriver at the space where Phil was earlier standing. He knew full well that this was extremely dangerous. Anything could happen to her where ever it was she ended up and he wouldn't be able there to really help her out.
Turning around Phil waved a few little objects at him, taking them from her hand he looked them over and then gave them to the man. He in turn looked at the objects too and then looked at the too with them with wide eyes.
"That is impossible."
"Nothing is impossible, it's just the idea of something being impossible which really gives impossible a meaning." The Doctor said hurriedly, the man looked still utterly confused. Phil walked over to stand next to him.
"What are these?"
"I believe they're bracelets," she explained and then looked up at The Doctor. "I literally just stole them from someone's house. I feel a little guilty."
"Oh it's fine, they can get some more...I think..." shaking his head the two looked at the man who walked slowly over to them. "Need to see anything else?"
"How many times can you do this act?"
"Erm," looking down at Phil, who gave a shrug, Doctor looked back up at the man. It wasn't exactly a brilliant idea using teleporting as a "magic trick" but doing it once was fine, two times even would be fine. Any more times would be pushing it slightly.
"Two times."
"Is that it?"
"Well, it is a rather complicated trick."
"You just asked me a place to choose, and then she disappeared. What's complicated about that?"
"It's mentally hard," Phil voiced simply. She stretched and yawned, "And tiring." The man nodded understanding that it took a strain on her. He didn't need to get told that she was faking being tired, even Doctor could see she was faking it.
"Is there any other tricks which involve disappearing people?"
"Yes there is, but yours seems the more interesting." The man said while looking at his cigar which had long gone out. "Come down tomorrow and we'll give you a pilot run."
"That's brilliant isn't it Philippa?" She gave a nod. "Who are we doing business with then?"
"Cillian Wood." Cillian held his hand out. "And you?"
"The Doctor, and this is Philippa." He smiled and put his hand in Cillian's the two opted to ignore his ever confused expression at Doctor not giving him an actual name.