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[Aniki notices the heat first. It swims up from under her skin, starting, bizarrely, at the shoulders, rolling down her arms, back up and then down through her chest. She shivers, and her ears start to ring. She gives Chris a flushed, hazy look.] I hope this is what you meant by feeling a bit funny, lad. [It's getting a bit hard to sit up.]

I... actually, I'm not sure. [Not that he's about to admit that he had a miracle worker healer growing up, and afterwards most of his injuries were too large for simple medicine like aspirin to do the job so he's really never used it much. He's a bit worried by the reaction, though.] How many did you take?

I don't know. You didn't say how many I was supposed to. [Her stomach hurts, though that's just an intensifying of what she's felt for the last few days. The dizziness of the headache is back, too. Joy on joy.]

You were looking right at the bottle! I thought you were reading the instructions. [He paces a few steps, out of what looks to be just annoyance.]

[Glare. Though not a very focused one. And she'll be laying down now.] I was looking at the cracknobbed pictures on it. I assumed you'd say something if the rest was important.

How was I supposed to know? Don't you even have pills where you're from?

[Is not going to start the whole 'I'm from here' argument again.] Not like those! [She tries to take a breath around the heartbeat slowly climbing to a blacksmith's hammer in her throat. The stars look like they're melting, now, and she feels vaguely like she herself is melting into the ground.]

I think I might be needing a bit of help.

(ooc: ... Yeah. Chris accidentally enabled Aniki to poison herself. On accident. Really.)

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I already asked her that. She says she doesn't. [Watches carefully.] Do you even know what you're doing?

[Slightly slurred and reprimanding] Show respect, lad. You can glow. She puts belts on peoples' arms.

[....it made sense in her head. Really it did.]

Glow? [shakes her head, then gives Chris a slightly terse smile] Doctor Martha Jones, at your service. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to go back to Cardiff to grab a few things. [-aaand Martha disappears off the Plane briefly]

Nice to meet you. [He nods at the doctor before she disappears, then looks to Aniki. She's probably off the deep end at this point, but...] Glow? Where did you— wait. ... My eyes? [He always forgets about that little side-effect.]

Of course your eyes. What'd you think I meant, your-- [The focus-on-him thing isn't working very well. Wibbly eyes and all that. And then a wave of nausea that made her roll over and heave.]

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[Martha pops back in! she's got one of Torchwood's super-awesome ~~plot devices~~ handheld scanner things and a small vial filled with a dark liquid] All right, Aniki, this is going to taste horrible and turn everything black for awhile, but it should take care of the toxins in your system. [she waits till she's done heaving before handing the vial to her]

[Chris steps back and winces a little, then looks back when Martha reappears.]

Wait, she's— [He kneels down and intercepts the vial.] Is she even fully conscious?

[Glares and tries to take it, but her hand is shaking at the motion is weak.] I'm fine.

[arched eyebrow] She's conscious enough for coherent speech. Not so much with the decision-making, maybe, but she can still do things like take medicine under supervision. [okay, maybe not; Martha notices the shaking and uncaps the vial, holding it to Aniki's lips] C'mon, open up for me.

[to Aniki, blandly] You look it. [But now she seems to get it, so he nods to Martha and sits back.]

Open up for me. Open up for me. I take a few two many of a dead idiot's medicine and now I'm a three-year-old.

[wryly] Do they have anything called 'bedside manner' where you're from? [shakes her head] Just open your mouth - without saying anything, thanks - and I'll get you fixed up. I'm not even trying to glue you back together this time.

It was just regular medicine. [Chris gives her a bit of an annoyed look, then he's back on his feet and half-pacing away.]

[Opens her mouth. Grumbling.]

[to Chris] I was talking to Aniki, actually. [and she tilts the vial, pouring the activated charcoal into Aniki's mouth]

[A bit of a look.] So was I. She said it was— you know what? Never mind. Thanks.

[OH GODS THAT STUFF IS FOUL. Gagging now]

Careful, you don't want to have to take another dose.

[... Yuck. Looks gross, so Chris is no longer looking at them directly.] What is that, anyway?

God shit.

Activated charcoal. Standard treatment for poisoning. And you're lucky that we don't use stomach pumps for that sort of thing anymore.

... Oh, right. Because charcoal is any less pleasant? [dflsknl Wishes Leo were here, but at the same time not. Dammit, double standards!]

[Ugghhhh.] What now?

You have to give the charcoal time to bind to the poison in your system and neutralise it.

[... Siiigh. He's backing off again to pace.]

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