Kamelion wakes up!

[kamelion]

Kamelion lifted his head slowly in the small dark room. Looking around the room, Kamelion noticed it was a storage room. He makes a great Sherlock! The circuits seemed to re-route itself to wake him up from the sleep status that the Doctor had put him in a long time ago but Kamelion is not sure how long. The little data brain in his head ran a diagnosis on what was functional. Movement was functional, data memory was functioning, a little miscommunication ran between a few locations and Kamelion knew he was in the TARDIS.

Kamelion raised his arms to break the bonds that held him down, he then used his robot hand to remove the other bondages off him. The bondage on him was to keep him safe and the Doctor safe. The Fifth Doctor would not bond him up as a prisoner. But he could for safety.

Kamelion had used his robotic ears to the hear the TARDIS and moved that direction. Yes, he did get lost because there had been corridors that lead to a dead end. Moving through the TARDIS Kaemlion had noticed it was different.

Kamelion finally found the control room he walked in looking for the Doctor. “Doctor…” Kamelion said looking around. “I like the new look…and…and…you are not the same looking Doctor. Are you the Doctor?” Kamelion said slowly walking to the man.

Kamelion was the same robot that Fifth Doctor put away because Kamelion request the Doctor to do so because Kamelion was dangerous. But he moves faster and has a better posture. It must be all that time in the storage that had repaired him.

[The Doctor]

The good days, some of his favored memories of taking up a cricket bat and striking the red shiny ball on a summer's day. Back when he traveled with Ardric, Tegan, Nessa, and eventually Peri. He smiled thinking about crashing into his old self's ship and how his old self thought that he was like his number one fan until the Doctor explained to the Doctor that he was just an older regeneration of himself and that he too wore brainy specs and trainers. Five really was his Doctor. He loved everything about that body, the cricket attire, the trainers, and lengthy the blond hair. Those were the golden years.

Sighing, the Doctor pressed a button and leaned back in the car seat of a captain's chair. Casually he kicked up his feet covered in dirty white converses and ran a hand though his mopey brown hair. Too bad it wasn't ginger. He had always wanted to be a ginger. Perhaps he should blame Anne of Green Gables for this, or was it Van Gogh? Shrugging the Doctor didn't care where or when he had discovered that he wanted to be a ginger-- just for once as he never was one. Or maybe that was the reason. Oh well, it really didn't matter as it was irreverent.

Turing his head, he looked back into the TARDIS as he thought he had felt something different. "Naw, probably just her acting up," he mumbled to himself as the TARDIS seemed to counter the thought with an annoyed humph. Like always she was in his head. The Doctor smiled thinking about how he would sit in the TARDIS gardens as a child and sing them Earth songs that he had taught himself. Rising from his seat he flicked another button and turned on the eighties Earth band, Queen.

"IS THIS THE REAL LIFE, IS THIS JUST FANTASY CAUGHT IN A LANDSLIDE," he began as he danced around the console without much thought or reason. Donna would probably just give him the odd look and call him 'spaceman,' or 'alien boy' again. She always did that, he didn't really care because it simply was who Donna was.

"CAUGHT IN A LANDSLIDE, ESCAPE FROM REALITY OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEEEEEE!"

He stopped in his spin and looked around blinking at the inorganic.

"Me the Doctor? Of course I am the Doctor, don't be daft Kamelion." He grinned and pulled the inorganic into a tight embrace. "Omega, how I have missed having you around. "How's it going old buddy eh?"

"DONNA COME DOWN HERE, I HAVE SOMEONE I WANT YOU TO MEET!" he bellowed.

[Donna Noble]

The red headed female stirred as she heard the music enter her room, well she didn’t know anyone that would call it music exactly but the Doctor seemed to think so. Her eyes burst open as the second line came echoing around the TARDIS making her wonder how the sound made its way through the large ship. However she decided to stop as her head began to hurt probably because she had walked into the door of the blue box the night before but who could blame her it had been dark after all.

She forced herself onto the palm of her hands looking around her room which unlike her own at home was fairly large just like the rest of the ship. Donna yawned gently reaching into the air to stretch before quickly changing into a long black top and some white jeans that she had lying around. The female then threw on some uggs before stepping out of her room and making her way towards the main console where the Doctor usually was every time she rose from her slumber.

Soon enough she reached it after only making one false turn, she was still getting used to the fact that ship was far bigger than it was on the outside, even more than she remembered at her wedding day from hell. “Alright I’m coming” she yelled as the Doctors voice brought her back to reality making her walk down the stairs towards the male and another figure that she suddenly noticed. Her mouth opened it shock for a few seconds until she noticed that she was completely still and was staring at the creature causing Donna to close it and produce a small smile.

“Is that a robot?” she whispered to the Doctor as she walked towards his side “That can’t be a robot, can it?” The female frowned as she turned to face the mechanical creature which in all honestly wasn’t the greatest creature she had seen but at least it was a robot so it was something new to experience. Not knowing what to do she simply stood where she was staring from the robot to the Doctor and back again.

The silence was almost killing her and everyone knew that Donna was a loud person so loved loud environments yet of course hated silent ones so the situation that they were currently in wasn’t good provoking her to strike up conversation. “Doctor is it ur safe?” she asked frowning although the thing seemed to be she had learnt not to judge danger by its look, especially size, attractiveness and humanity. Sure the Adipose were cute but they were living human fat that had killed people so in Donna’s books, if she had any, weren’t very nice

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[kamelion]

The lights on the side of Kamelion's head were flashing colours in excitement. It was sign of a happy Kamelion. Hugging back, Kamelion had no sense of touch like the flesh. The music that was playing over the speakers was alien to Kamelion and his diagnosis rate as Earth type music, but rock ‘n’ roll.

The new Doctor was extremely thin for a Time Lord, much thinner than the last regeneration that Kamelion knew. Being a robot he had no real thought that connected to emotion. Tilting his head, “I like your new face.”
“Earth,” Kamelion tilted his robotic head. “An English speaking civilization, perhaps the 1970s rock group?” he asked in his observation guess. He would blink his robotic eyes, if he had any eyelids. “Your wardrobe not Cricket…” looks down and sees the converse shoes. “Formal with informal foot wear…illogical.”

The robot turned to look at Donna, “A new companion, very logical” he asked. He looked at her. “Yes, Donna I am a robot,” then a glow radiated around him and his appearance looked a tall handsome man, black wavy hair, blue eyes and pale skin. Sorry Donna, Kamelion is not star-naked but he wears a black leather jacket, black jeans and black boots.

“I am a chameleon robot,” the handsome man said. "I believe I appear to look like 'James Purefoy,' Kamelion said sounding just like James Purefoy. “I hope all is fine.” Kamelion finished and looking at the Doctor. “James Purefoot was the first earth human that came to me. To my memory banks."

[The Doctor]

Half smiling he somewhat blushed. His cheeks reddened at the compliment the inorganic gave him. It half remained him of Rose. "Regenerated half a dozen times or so since I --- well," he paused realizing what he had done. But he had to for their own safety. He didn't have another choice. It was like Gallifrey, there wasn't another option. "I'm so so so sorry."

He huffed, "I wore trainers back then too you know. As for cricket, don't really have the love for it anymore as I did." he shrugged thinking of Rose and how she changed him for the better. "I like parties and chips, love chips."

"Yes, Donna he is a robot. Don't call him that. It's rude." He sighed rolling his eyes and wondered if she had remembered their last meeting with inorganics. They were in the Andromeda Galaxy as the Doctor was getting bored of showing Donna the Milky Way. He liked to get out and well, his mind was rusty. A lot of things happened, including Donna getting kidnapped, him losing his head over it and getting into more trouble. In the end, it turned out alright and everyone lived happily ever after, or his name wasn't the Doctor-- which it kind of was but in a way wasn't as he was a the Time Lord without a name.

Knowing Donna, she had probably pushed this aside as she was much more interested in big proper rocket's than his TARDIS which on multiple occasions, she dubbed a box. Alas, they were quite the duo. The Doctor and Donna. It sounded catchy and it worked. She stopped him from going to far, and held his reins a bit like River Song did.

"Of course it's safe, don't be daft. Come on." he gestured to her to come over and give a proper 'hello.'

"Donna, Kamelion. Kamelion, Donna. Lovely. Glad we all know each other now."

"Oooh look at you, aren't you just beautiful?" he smiled putting on his brainy specs looking at him half grinning in a mad sort of way. "Right, who want's to go to Space Florida?"

[Donna Noble]

Although she tried her best the female simply couldn't understand what the robot was on about so simply smiled and gave a gentle nod as she returned to the Doctors side. She was still getting used to the whole regeneration thing as the male with her knew loads of creatures from various time periods and the robot standing before her was one of them. She just hoped that like the Doctor she would have just as many friends as the time lord had or at least a few, heck she would love to beat him yet that was basically impossible as she only lived once unlike the Doctor who regenerated.

Donna then saw the robot change to a male who for her seemed quite handsome and like that her expression changed to shock resulting in her mouth being wide open before closing it quickly when she noticed what she was doing. "Id like to show him around the top floor" she muttered meaning the bedroom before she remembered that he was in fact a robot which made her wonder if the robot had every single part of a male that Donna would need if they chose to go up wards. She thought for a moment until she shook her head thinking it was for the best if she didn't say anything as she knew her head would explode.

The red haired female then walked to the robot and stroked his jacket with a small giggle escaping from her throat. Her time lord began to speak about locations and mentioned space Florida making her frown."Florida as in the beach Florida?" she asked with yet another frown on her face "Wait Florida in space? Its in space? What about the one on Earth? Don't tell me thats blown up? It hasn't right?" Question after question escaped her lips not pausing for breath until she finished.

The female just hoped that the males would be able to answer the questions that she had mentioned although more often than not the Doctor would answer them. That said she had never met this Kamelion before so wasn't sure if he was intelligent or not yet he was a robot so he had to be, at least thats what they were like on the TV and such. Donna smiled at her thoughts while she waited for the other two to begin to speak, that was he only thing she hated about being with the doctor, she wasn't clever around them at all.

[kamelion]

Kamelon being made by an advance race, the robot was almost flawless in disguise. Being in the human guise, the male human disguise had a puzzled look like Donna. Kamelion turned his attention to the Doctor. “Pardon me Doctor. Space Florida,” Kamelion human guise was indeed confuse as Donna. “Is Space Florida designed like Florida? Designed to be like paradise and be struck by big storms?” there was a smirk on Kamelion’s guise. Yes, he can do humour too.

“I had never had been to Florida myself,” the robot said and he sounded very human too. He turns to look at Donna. “Donna may I be your company?” and he knows to behave human too. “Unless you do want me too?”

Being a robot, Kamelion had advance technology allow him to be real when he study and observe others behavior. But he has a limit of knowledge of facts. He has the ability to act and behave as a human and dispose anything he takes by mouth.

“Donna, but don’t be alarm,” the robot continues. “I was created to be like a chameleon. I am capable do give human behavior. For an example,” he took her hand. “You feel warm and soft. I have the ability of senses as you do. Maybe not advance as yours but close too. But I need to reserve my power,” he goes back looking at his old self. “This is the real me. You had been travelling with the Doctor. I am happy he had acquired a companion. He can be a handful.”