11; I told you I was trouble [Yeah, you know that I'm no good]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[there is a Doctor. He is bandaged up on the wrist and is in a fresh suit. He also looks somewhat panicked.]

Lucy!

[mutters] Should've figured out an easier way to find her before...

Lucy!


OOC: Plz to be closed to shatteredqueen.

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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[gives the Doctor a fleeting look, but he is exhausted and sleep sounds amazing]

All right, just, make sure you wake me, yeah?

[sighs and makes his way out of the console room to bed and sleep and the day really did take it out of him, because head hits pillow and he's asleep]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[let's have a little fast-forward, shall we? The TARDIS fixes itself. The Doctor checks Lucy's room and is unsurprised to find she isn't there. He lands on Villagua by accident but they have the supplies he needs. He fixes the TARDIS some more. Eventually, he remembers he really should go to the hospital and lands them back on New Earth.]

[gives a rap to Handy's door]

We're here.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[were we fast forwarding montage style? I love a good montage. shots of the Doctor doing many things spliced with shots of Handy sleeping in various positions? That's totally what he's been doing while the Doctor's off being productive and stuff. So he will stretch out, in the way people do when the wake up, roll out of bed throw some shoes on, etc. etc. and come bleary eyed to the door, trying to stifle a yawn]

New Earth?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Actually, I opted for Barcelona. The city, not the planet. Figured you could use some sun.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

What happened to the hospital?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[snort] Outside. We're at New New Earth. Barcelona's for when you can see it.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[blank stare for a moment as he processes this]

Oh.

[sighs and brightens]

Right, then. We should get you off to hospital. Properly this time.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Right.

I'm doing all right. Nothing to worry about.

Still. Come on.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Let the doctors decide that. Real doctors. MEDICAL doctors.

[and he follows after the self proclaimed non-MEDICAL Doctor]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes, yes.

[leads the way]

But I get to look in the shop afterward.

[opens the door to New Earth]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he moves out the doors, and stops short, looking around himself in confusion. because right about now he's seeing New Earth too, and when did that happen? he's just going to be speechless for a moment and wonder if maybe Barcelona has really changed so much]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Royal Hope still that way for you?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he takes in the scene around him, space crafts flying through the sky. he turns around and sees the TARDIS. legitimately sees her. he turns back around to face the hospital.]

No.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Different part of London?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

How about different part of the universe?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[What?]

What?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he does not know!]

I don't know. Point out something to me.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[looks up to the sky]

Color of that flying car.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he tilted his head up to look]

Sort of yellow with white.

[he looks back at the Doctor for confirmation]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[eyes on the car, then looks down and smiles]

Must be an emotional connection. Danger makes companions of us all.

[nods] Lead the way.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[grins but tries to look put out]

Don't go around quoting yourself. It's tacky.

[but he can't really stop from grinning, because yay!]

Right, course.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[and off they head to the hospital as though they'd never left to go pick up Lucy, despite the time that's passed]