The Arrival

[The Damsel]

- The Damsel Color Coding -

Writing = Navy
My character speaking = Purple
Other character speaking = Blue
Non-RP character speaking = Red
My Characters thoughts = Green

- The Damsel's Post -

There was a odd whoosing sound, in the middle of Cardiff, though no one turned around to look in that direction. Then suddenly a coffee shop appeared, as though out of thin air. It's window flaps closed. After a heartbeat, or two, the door opened and out stepped a blonde haired girl, The Damsel, or Rosabel or Rose which was her fake names. All good time lords had a fake name. She had a coffee in her hand, sipping it every now and then. She bounced around to the front, with a tiny smile, as she recognised the time period.

"2010, Earth"

She said to herself, one person in the crowd looking up confused, but looked down quickly. Why had the Damsel decided to come to this era. She loved it, but maybe she was hoping to find a companion.

'Highly likely'

She scoffed in her mind. She still didn't know the date or the town, and those two things were important. Her watch could tell her that but she didn't have it on. It was back in her TARDIS. She bounced back to the door, locking it with a golden key, which was kept in her pocket. Though it was on a necklace, she had decided to wear another one today. It had a tiny cherry on it, and the chain was silver. She saw a bakery, and started towards it, putting the empty coffee cup in the bin. She stopped at a teller and used her sonic screwdriver to get some money, only twenty dollars. When she walked into the bakery, a bell went off, as she pushed though the door flaps, designed to keep the flies out. It was obviously not working, but the sign on the wall said it was a A grade. As she walked in a old woman ran out from out back, spotting The Damsel.

"Good morning, dear."

The old women smiled, The Damsel looked up at the clock, seeing it was 10:00am. Time: Check.

"Hi, ummm... I shall just have a coffee cream bun. Do you do those?"

The Damsel smiled, her smile a questioning one. The old lady nodded, and then bent down into the shelf. When she stood up she had a cream bun in a brown paper bag. She put it on the counter and looked up at The Damsel.

"Three dollars please"

She said. The Damsel pulled out her twenty dollar note handing it to the old woman.

"I haven't seen you around here before, whats your name?"

The old woman asked, trying to start a conversation, as she counted out the change.

"Oh, ummm... Rosabel. Do you know what the date is? Also whats this town called?"

The Damsel asked quietly, studying the old womans expression, as she handed back the change. It was one of confusion.

"Its 7th of March. And your in Cadriff. Why?"

The old lady asked back. The Damsel had been hoping not to get that question, she bit her lip softly, wondering what to say to the old lady.

"I have been traveling, for a while. Thanks."

She smiled as she turned away. She laughed interally.

'Traveling for a while, I meant forever'

She thought to herself, as she stepped out onto the busy footpath, not watching where she was going.