[The Doctor looks a little lost in the woods, literally and figuratively. He's staring at his reflection in the stream, arms wrapped around his knees.

After a few long moments of brooding, he frowns, and starts pulling things out of his pockets. His sonic screwdriver, high-tech night vision binoculars, psychic paper, a banana --

he frowns at that one]

When did I put you in there? And what for? Who carries around a banana? Can't blame myself for liking them, they've got loads of potassium, but it's a bit random...why can't I remember?

[he slowly peels the banana and eats it, hoping it will spark something in his memories. Or lack thereof.]


((ooc: Yes, it's another Nine post, and the start of his experiment!))