'I'm back! I'm back.' His arms raised. What other option was there when a weapon was pointed at you? He was no fool, he knew how fear worked. It turned men and women into its companions far too often. Though this? This was a new one...<br/><br/>Something had disrupted his ship on takeoff and had flung him back here... Which was beginning to turn into a pain, since here was proving to be in the past, and the past had certain technological disadvantages. Not even a telegraph pole in sight. Very few satellites in the galaxy to bounce signals from, which meant that testing receivers to the TARDIS was tricky... But something was clearly unsettling her, and disrupting her temporal stability matrix...<br/><br/>'Unfortunately, I'm rather sure the Williams that I know are likely to not be the William you are thinking of. But, I assure you... There is no William here. Nor any reason to be pointing that at me...'<br/><br/>From behind him, the light faded, reducing the ruins visibility to that granted only by the moon once more.<br/><br/>Damn. Not even a passing rogue flight to bounce signals from...<br/><br/>But with the moonlight taking over, it gave him a better look at her. And, similarly, a better look of her to him. His own outfit was hideously out of place... A leather jacket stretching past his waist, a t-shirt underneath, jeans and boots. But her garb gave a good indication of<em>when</em>he was... For any doubts that had entered his mind.<br/>'Aren't you a little old to be playing in the ruins in the middle of the night?'<br/><br/>The truth was, he hadn't actually expected anyone to venture in here. If his memory was correct, which it rarely was and always was both simultaneously, there was a legend that these ruins were haunted by a man who ached for revenge after losing his wife<em>and</em>his riches in the same night. He walked the grounds shouting and screaming in anguish.<br/>Funnily enough, there had never been any body found...<br/>(The truth actually was a previous version of himself had set the rumour up after playing the spoons in an Inn way back when, and it appeared that it had spread. His other selves did indeed come in handy sometimes, even if they could prove to be a problem when he appeared in the same place at once.)<br/><br/>This young girl could prove to be a bit of a problem.