Well that was unexpected...

[1elevenses1.livejournal.com]

[He's not exactly sure where he's landed. Everything had been going just fine until the TARDIS hit some sort of rough patch and spun suddenly off course. It took a lot of frantic button mashing and throwing of levers to get her out of the vortex and onto the nearest planet.]

Easy, easy.... [he pats the console and moves cautiously to the doors, poking his head out to investigate.]

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[1elevenses1.livejournal.com]

But it's you! How can it be you? [has his hands on the others shoulders now, as if checking to see he's real]

Unless it's not... [leans in close to examine his face]

[rightbydrums.livejournal.com]

Not - what, exactly?

[But he's already realising which flavour of Doctor this was, and yelled sideways into his TARDIS for tea. Completely disregarding the proximity of the Doctor's ears as he did so.]

[1elevenses1.livejournal.com]

AHHH what are you doing?! [rubs his ear]

[rightbydrums.livejournal.com]

Asking a question and calling for tea. The question being, what were you about to say?

[He then holds the door open. His TARDIS is somewhat darker than normal, as it's still fuelling up, but apart from that it's rather elegantly done in a coral-Victorian theme. Koschei figures that since they're already there, his TARDIS would be as good a point as any to use to show that he wasn't the man the Doctor had known.]

[1elevenses1.livejournal.com]

... [he can feel his hearts sinking in disappointment.] That you're not who I thought you were.

[shoulder slumping a bit, he takes a moment to admire the TARDIS]

[rightbydrums.livejournal.com]

Probably not, no. [He quirks a smile at the other Time Lord.] Similar experiences, but not the same. Koschei. And you can come in if you want to.

[Not just to show off, the Doctor and he probably looked like right loonies conversing on top of the truck right in front of the big blue box.]