Have guitar, will travel...

Aleandra had somehow made her way back to Cardiff after a long trek to Africa to see how bad the hype had been. She wasn't too surprised that it had been completely false. Most of the people down there were nice. It was the gangs that you needed to stay away from really. But she had gotten a wonderful tan/burn down there. Much better than the freezing cold up here in Great Britain.

But it was close to Christmas and she wanted to surprise her Aunt and brother if only to see their smiling faces on Christmas Day. She was shivering so she decided to pop into a chip shop to grab a quick bite and warm up so certain bits didn't fall off.

She sifted through her pants pocket for her phone and pulled it out only to find it deader then a doornail. "Great...If only I could find a payphone...or something..." She grumbled as she leaned back in her chair drumming her fingers on the table. "Just my bloody luck!"

She looked up at the man and raised an eyebrow at him. "The Doctor hmmn?" She tilted her head to the side and looked him over. "The Doctor of what exactly? Confusing people?" She asked a slight teasing grin on her lips.

"What brings you to Cardiff in the chilly days before Christmas? Business, pleasure or family?" She asked and grinned a little cheekily.

She smiled. "Little brother. Figured it'd be a nice surprise..." She picked up the ketch up bottle and fiddled with the cap before dumping a little on her plate. He could likely tell there was something she wasn't saying through how she clammed up a little.

She then smiled warmly. to try and 'banish' the secret she had inside herself. "So Northern accent, you look a bit like a U-boat captain and yet not Russian...definitely not American. So where you from sweetie?" She all but practically purred. "Such old eyes also...yet you appear to be only in your early thirties maybe forties..." She said taking a good look at him.

She sat there stunned only for a few minutes. "He said my name..." Thinking to herself replaying when he said her name. "Did I say my name? No..." Her eyes widened a little as she stood with a start and grabbed her guitar case in a mad race to get out the door and go after him.

"Wait!!" She yelled as she ran after the man. It had to have been 'that' Doctor...but he didn't have the wild hair or that bouncy energy of the one she had run into during that October.

Braxien turned sharply around the corner, he was starving and he could smell the frying pans, hard at work. This was something he missed since his recent travels, his shoulder still itched quite a bit. The door opened and he slid into one of the empty booths, glancing at the menu. A waitress passed and he stuck out his hand but she ignored him.

"Excuse me…I want some chips, please." Braxien said, slight annoyance in his voice, once he had the attention of the waitress.

It was getting dark but he wanted to stay a while longer. It was a quaint little planet. The chips finally arrived, he tucked in, putting three or four in his mouth at time. Something buzzed in his pocket, a tracker he bought in the market planet.

"Oh…what's this?"

Leaving the plate of chips and a tip, he got out of the building. He guessed that something was wrong. The air didn't seem right or was it that long since he could predict weather? Its the weather, dummy. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a figure darting into a darkened area and followed.

"You knew my name yet I didn't tell you! That makes you one of two things...telepathic, which I highly doubt because i have never seen that face before with those features...Or your the same man who took me on a hell of an adventure this October!" She hollered at his back. "I highly doubt that as well although no one addressed me by name in that shop even tho I've stopped in there on more than a few occasions. And you really don' look like that man..." She said softly, her accent beginning to show slightly, as she followed him. "Time and Relative Dimension in Space right? That's what it stands for..." She hoped he would turn around again. "Is that really you Doctor?" She looked a little troubled.

She grinned broadly at the invitation and followed the Doctor to the TARDIS. "You and your long strides!" She teased as she followed the Doctor into the TARDIS and looked around in awe. "A bit different since I saw her last. She isn't the only only though." She walked up the ramp and place her backpack against the captains perch. "Where to Doctor?" She asked her eyes gleaming with her sense of adventure.

Aleandra only felt a little guilt at not bringing her brother along. She had no doubt he would love this.

She thought about it and then grinned. "Feudal Era of Tokyo Japan back when the samurai were big. Then to the ohhh....the 60th century to see if we humans finally make it to the stars!" She laughed a little and set her guitar case down against her backpack.

If she could grab something from way back then for her brother...even if it was something so inconsequential as a bow and arrow or even a fan...those wouldn't affect history would it?

Aleandra yelped as she held onto the railing near her and crouched down as the TARDIS shook. She was a little leary of this type of travel but she was one to never turn down new adventures. She had seen the slight irritation in the Doctor's eyes she wondered if she had made the wrong choice in destinations.

Aleandra looked down at her outfit and grinned sheepishly. Of course she would stick out like a sore thumb. She followed the Doctor's directions and found herself in the wardrobe area. She wanted to look nice but not attract attention.

She admired the outfits, finally choosing out a powder teal green kimono with intricate designs of butterflies on it, the traditional sandals and attempted to fix her hair up a little so that she looked like she was from the era. She frowned just a little as she stowed her knife in her eariler outfits boot trusting that there would be no trouble on this trip and picked up a royal blue fan with spirals and swirls, only to slide it into the sash. "I'm going to kick myself if I'm going to actually need that knife..." She sighed and stooped to pick up the sheathed knife and stowed it in an inner part of her kimono.

She then made her way back to the control room and straightened out her kimono. "I just realized that kimonos really don't allow a huge stride." She said as she presented her outfit for inspection. "Don't laugh...I already feel foolish..."