@scarybush wrote, ❛ stay down. don’t let them see you. ❜
flat against cold stone, coat pulled tight, one hand braced where the ground still hums with whatever just passed overhead. his eyes flick up instead, sharp & calculating even as he lowers his voice to a breath. “ right. yes. sensible advice. big fan of staying alive, ” he murmurs, a whisper threaded with that familiar, reckless calm.
the time lord shifts just enough to angle his body between her & the open space beyond the cover, sonic already turning in his fingers, not activated yet. waiting. listening. always listening. a sideways glance, quick & curious, landing on scaramouche.
“ you okay ? because if you’re about to do something dramatic— & i get the feeling you are— do give me half a second’s warning. ” a beat. softer now. “ i don’t like it when clever people get hurt. ”
the hum outside rises. the doctor tucks himself lower, a grin pulling on the doctor's lips. “ on your mark then ? ”











