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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Handy doesn’t appear on the Plane, as much as he is walking the Plane.  He hasn’t left since he found Reinette earlier.  His clothes are stained with blood, as are his hands.  He has been walking aimlessly.  Still shaken from what happened.

Finally he stops.  Not wanting to walk anymore.  His legs are tired.  He is tired.  He sits down.  Relieved to be off his feet.  Crossing his legs, fingers tapping the floor, eyes studying the stars below.]

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[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Frown] ...Are you hurt?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[looks up]

No, I'm...I'm fine. I'm not the one that was hurt.

[looks back down again]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Frowns and sits down beside him] A friend was?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[at first looks rather irritated to see that human him, then is instantly concerned]

What happened to you? Are you all right?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Numbness replaced with anger, instantly. Because HE should have been there. He springs up to his feet, instantly.]

What happened to me? What happened to you? You were supposed to stop them!

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[taken aback]

Stopped who? What are you on about?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[concerned look] What's wrong? Are you all right?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. Reinette...

[He can't finish the sentence so he continues examining the Plane's floor]

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[Martha has no clue who Reinette is, but she's good at being sympathetic. She wraps an arm around his shoulders without saying anything.]

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Aw. Dorothy has been skipping around for a while, dancing a little to herself and naming stars she particularly likes. So far they are all named Susannah. But there's Handy, and he's looking awful, awful down.

She stops in her tracks and just looks at him for a second, and then walks over and sits next to him. She doesn't say anything, she just sits there and commiserates. Because That's What Friends Do.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Dorothy, you are super sweet and incredibly awesome. He's still sad though, and looks over at Dorothy and doesn't say anything. It's good to have a body next to him right now. A living breathing person. It's strange how another person's presence can mean so much. He looks down at the stars again, fingers tracing patterns of constellations.]

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[He is SO SAD and it is just the most upsetting thing in her universe right now. Thus: it is her job to make it better. Because that is what she does.

Leaning over just a little, she tilts her head against his shoulder.]

Whatcha doin'?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She knows that look, too well. Drops, before he sees her, and then returns with a basin of hot water and a stack of towels. There's also a spare shirt and some pants. She kneels in front of him.] Any of it yours?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[He looks at the basin, then his hands. He hadn't even thought to wash it away. Half of him is tempted to tell to leave it, but he doesn't. That would be wrong. So he just looks at Aniki.]

No.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Closes her eyes for a moment, then nods. She takes one wrist gently and starts to sponge away the blood.] You don't have to think, if you don't feel like it, lad. So long as you don't mind me changing you out of those clothes.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[watches him quietly, much as he watched her when she was upset, but makes no move to approach him, still upset and uncomfortable with the Doctors in general. sorry, Handy]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Notices her, but doesn't say anything. So he continues looking at the stars, or fake stars if this is just a machine, tracing patterns with his fingers.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh no, someone kicked the puppy. Can I join in?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Glares but doesn't say anything. Returns to pretending he's alone and the Master is not being the Master]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._.] Signore... Are you all right?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at Henrietta]

Yeah...I'm fine.

[Goes back to being obviously not fine.]

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

...Doctor? [Completely oblivious to the fact he hasn't spoken to this version of Ten yet.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

...Adric?!?

[For a split second he completely forgets everything that happened, because ADRIC!!!]

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[intercepts with a concerned frown. after Handy sits down, so it doesn't actually make much difference. but it's the thought that counts.]

You oughtn't be walking about like that.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at the Doctor]

Not walking around anymore, so it looks like I've solved that problem.

[He doesn't mean to have an attitude, so he gives the Doctor a look he hopes translates to thank you for the concern]