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@driftvoid !
" maybe... " he paces around the clearly annoyed man, making sure to look at his face from all available angles. " hm. " he takes it all in, staring at his face for what seems like an eternity. " no, i can't see it, i'm afraid. your face, well, it's not as warm as mine, is it? ah, humans. i once said you always saw patterns in things that weren't there... can't be more true at the moment. "
@stormlit
" what is this? " book is thrown down on the table, not even bothering to introduce himself, much less reveal what exactly he's talking about. " telosian, english, old high german, i'm very well versed in the study of languages. bit of a point of pride. " eyebrows furrow, a tad confused. " i don't know this language. " he's just rambling to himself now, a bit embarrassingly if he had any level of self-awareness. " even the universal translator isn't picking it up, that's interesting. very interesting. "
@stormlit !
his hand slowly goes over the writing on the wall, subtly impressed. " you've been here a while, haven't you? judging by the state of you... four years? long time for someone of your lifespan. that's, what, five percent of it gone, give or take. never was the best at maths. "
@stormlit again !
hand grips a grazed shoulder, just barely avoided getting a hole in his arm. " i'm fine. " should only take a minute tops before it heals, wonders of a time lord physiology. a smile despite the pain, " others need your help more. " should only take a small bit of regeneration energy. bit wasteful, maybe.
@tremaynes liked!
his arm shoots out of the blue doors, grabs hold of an arm and tugs as hard as he can. " close the doors, close the doors! " he shouts to himself, letting go and slamming his hand down on the console to shut the doors. deadlocked. " take a seat, please! oh, i haven't got any. i really need to get that sorted one of these days… " brow furrows quickly, he's got to explain himself and quickly.
" couple of things that are probably whirling through that wonderful human head of yours. first, i am called the doctor! doctor who? just the doctor. see, i did that bit myself, i'm very practiced. " small breath, rapid-fire talking continues. " second, that fire you're, well, fighting i'm guessing? not normal fire, alien fire. an ancient race of magma-based humanoids called pyroviles, they're looking to get a foothold on your world. sorry about grabbing you, i would've asked but i don't think you'd like to meet one of those fellows face-to-face, they're very hot tempered. "
@stormlit !
clenched fist slams against the tardis console, a particularly wheezy groan emits. " i tried, molly, and i don't need to be told what i could've done better. " his eyes evade looking at her, looking at the dark eyes. she was safe, that's something he took comfort in... despite knowing how she'd be likely to hit him over such a comment.
@stormlit asked!
light slap of the console, slightly affectionate. " old girl, where have you taken me now? " nobody here to call him weird for that, bit of a blessing in disguise. he slips on his coat & opens the door, with a spring to his step. " oh, this is... quaint. don't know if i've seen a ship like this in a while. owner must've been on some sort of budget. " hears someone approach but is far too concerned with examining the ship. " be with you in a moment! "
