alien

two types of alien

~A/N And they finally meet! They're both very combative in this, but I promise it'll be different later on. The Doctor tends to feed of the energy of his companions, so I figured it'd be fitting to have him be equally as defensive as Evie is haha.~

~Evie and the Doctor have less than perfect first impressions.~
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"Run."

And with that, the Doctor ran with the girl, the lupaine hot on their trail. They turned corners until the Doctor caught sight of his blue box. He used his free hand to open the familiar blue door, pushing in his new companion before running in and shutting it. The Doctor ran towards the console, dancing around it pushing buttons and levers until the TARDIS's noises replaced the sound of scratching on the door and demon-like howls. The Doctor lost himself in piloting his ship away from danger, he almost forgot about his guest. Well, almost. Until...

"What the actual fuck."

The Doctor snapped his head up.

"Excuse me?"

"Excuse you?" The girl, who was just gripping onto the railing, stomped her way up to him. "Excuse you? What the hell just happened and what the fuck is this?"

"Oi, watch your language," The Doctor snapped back. "Bloody hell, what is it with you Americans."

"You got a problem with Americans buddy?" The girl retorted.

"More with the attitude than the accent, I can assure you that," the Doctor remarked, pulling a lever before turning to the girl. "And you're welcome by the way."

"I'm welcome?! For what, what the hell actually happened there and what is this thing?"

"Oi, this thing is my ship, the one that just saved you from possible death by lupaine," the Doctor snapped.

"You're quite rude for a british person. I thought you were all supposed to be prim and proper," Evie quipped back.

"And you're quite on brand for an American, and I'm not British," the Doctor corrected.

"You're not?"

"I'm an alien."

"An alien. Seriously."

"You've got a problem with that?"

"More with the attitude thing than the alien thing."

"Oi!"

The girl smirked. "Do you have any other words in your vocabulary or is it just that?"

"Why you-" the Doctor glared at the girl, his attention fully on her for the first time. She was quite young, sensibly dressed and overall quite unassuming. His eyes met her dark ones, and he could practically see gears turning in them. "Who are you exactly?"

"Evelyn, Evelyn Liu," the girl replied. "And you?"

"Doctor," the Doctor smirked. "You can call me doctor."

"Just Doctor?" Evie questioned. He nodded.

"Absolutely not."

"What?"

"What's your name."

"I told you, it's the Doctor."

"I refuse to believe that anyone hates their child enough to name them a title."

"Oi! For your information, I picked this title for myself!"

"So you do have a name."

"YES! YES! FINE!" the Doctor relented. "It's John."