#ripper plot

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Scrambled // Closed

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Outwardly, the Doctor appeared almost peaceful.  His body completely limp, loose, all the strain of the events not apparent on his features.    The complete opposite of what occurred within his mind.    In there, chaos reigned as broken connections sought each other out.   Impossibly separated and tangled, they may reach out, only to find the wrong link and reject it.   

For now, the primary priority that had been identified would be to return physical control of the body.   The fact that the automatic functions, the ones necessary for life had been left intact thanks to the intervention of XI, saved more than just the Doctor's life.    They would form the building blocks for his physical connections to start to be restored.   Until that happened he would remain unconscious, vulnerable.  

The Time Ship knew that the floor of the cell probably not the best place for her pilot to recover.   However the Archer didn't have a telepathic capability, which made it harder to convey how to best help the Time Lord.    So she started flickering the lights, first in the room to catch Dru's attention, and then out in the hallway.   If she could lead the Nord to the infirmary, maybe the woman would understand to bring him there.

[differentfacesameman]

// So I found a fanvid that really reminded me of the Showdown Thread in the Ripper Plot.  Doctor Who - Hero

In general this is one of the Fanvids I really like

You'll see more aftermath posts here, as my Doctor is currently possessed by the villain of the plot XD  

[whobornofthenorth]

In the past few days, she basically did nothing. Dru didn't hear Hyde's voice for a while in her head, which meant he got distracted by someone. She knew who that someone was. He managed to get his hands on X. For a while, she didn't want to go and talk to XI. He probably was angry with her now anyways, given the fact how they parted ways the last time they talked. But the silence got even more maddening than Hyde's constant babbling. She needed to do something and she hoped XI needed her as much as she needed him. And even for the smallest thing, how much courage she needed! Figthing trolls in Skyrim wasn't this hard. Dru cleared her throat and knocked on his door, hoping he'd let her in.

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You know your muse is going through a rough patch when all of the people they love are either kidnapped, broken, or yelling at them and their only solace seems to be in the embrace of their mortal enemy.

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Showdown

With the TARDIS safely secured and a psychic block put upon all further inbound messages, XI stepped out onto an uninhabited planet in readiness for battle. He was visibly armed with nothing but a sonic screwdriver and his psychic paper, dressed in his usual waistcoat and jeans ensemble.

Using the paper he issued his challenge to the creature that had tortured his friends and now held his lover hostage.

[Hellooooo, Mr Hyde. This is the Doctor calling. Last chance to come out and face me to negotiate your surrender. It won't do you any good. You're not going to get it. Better to die quickly though, eh?]

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A Gift

A combination of his body finally needing a rest, and Hyde having fed off enough energy, meant that the creature in control of the Doctor's body finally succumbed to a version of sleep.  Holding on to a tiny spark of hope, the Doctor found enough strength to momentarily slip back into control, while the creature rested.   He couldn't do too much, because any true interaction with anyone would wake it, so that was out.   However, he didn't need to interact with anyone, to hopefully give someone else an edge.  

Hyde had scanned Clara's necklace, the same necklace she still should have on her.   If he knew anything, the Doctor could guess that XI would keep the young woman on his own TARDIS for her protection.   He could only hope that XI wouldn't be jamming the signal the same way.   Moving carefully, so not to disturb Hyde, he made his way to the control room.  Once there, he continued to work carefully, if swiftly.  The Doctor had no way of knowing when the parasite would wake up again after all.

Carefully, he reached deep, into a bond he had left that ones one of affection so was difficult for Hyde to manipulate.   His beloved Time Ship was confused by his actions of late and he tried to sooth her.   Carefully, he gave her instructions.  Find the sister ship, one that was her but not, and let that TARDIS be able to track her.   It would have Clara's pendant on board, and he fed her the signal that he copied.

Then, he swiftly composed a message.   Doing his best to hopefully keep it under Hyde;'s attention, but make it useful.   Using the signal from Clara's pendant as a guide, he sent it.  Hope would let him hide this small thing.   A flickering candle in the vast darkness of his existence.

I know you have no reason to trust this message, but I've been able to instruct my TARDIS to let yours find her when you are ready.   I don't know how long it will be asleep and I am trying to hide from him what I am doing.  It can't touch my bond with the TARDIS, though it's doing its best to block it as much as possible.  But it can only feed off one type of thing.  It cannot touch the other.  I can't get more specific without rousing our enemy.   I can only hope that this information helps you.   Don't worry about me, do what you need to.  Make sure it can't hurt anyone ever again.  Your partner is very brave, strong, and a survivor.  You should be proud of him.

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Get The Girl: Martha

Seeing Martha in such a peaceful state would have been soothing to the soul, but in this instance it only served to worry the Time Lord. He had yet to find out the extent of what she had suffered trapped in the TARDIS of the psychotic parasite and he wished she could sleep until she was healed, never knowing it as anything but a nightmare.

"My beautiful Martha," he murmured, checking that her pain relief would be sufficient for the injuries his scanner could detect. His hearts had lurched with a faint relief when the results had confirmed something in particular had not happened to any of the girls, despite what Hyde had told him. "I wish I could have protected you."

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Get The Girl: Clara

Being the most in need of medical assistance, XI turned his earliest attentions to Clara once he had got all three women into infirmary beds with appropriate anaesthetics for their species.

"Clara, my sweet Clara," he whispered brokenly, still horrified by the cuts and carvings that Hyde had inflicted upon her. She was as unconscious as Aluzka and Martha, though XI was sure Hyde's drug would wear off soon enough. "What has he done to you? I'm so sorry. I'm here now. You're safe again."

He had made sure her privacy was kept with a curtain, for her injuries dissuaded him from any attempt to clothe her. Ready with hydration capsules for when any of them woke, he set about carefully applying Gallifreyan bandages and poultice to Clara's wounds as he waited for her to rouse.