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[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Look who's back after his epic battle! And just waking up, it seems. His abdomen, back, and arm are all bandaged (rather poorly, thanks to a certain Founder), but he's healed enough so that blood isn't pouring out of his wounds. His nose looks a bit more bent out of shape than usual.

The Doctor tries getting off the bed he brought with him from the TARDIS medical bay and wandering around, but after a few failed attempts, he decides to rest for a bit longer instead. He's still glancing about, though, hoping he'll catch sight of Emil.

And yes, he is entirely shirtless (and jacketless) despite the chilly weather. And y'know. The snow. But this hasn't seemed to occur to him yet.]

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[everybody-lives.livejournal.com]

[have a River, arms crossed]

I'd be careful if I were you. There are just some things that are not meant for frostbite.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[he would cross his arms too, if it didn't hurt]

Not worried about frostbite, thanks. I've got a body temperature of 15 degrees Celsius, y'know.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[looking at him curiously, but not offering to help] I thought so. Emil?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[blinks] Was that his name? Never got it. But if you mean the blond kid with the sword, then yeah.

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[Say shirtless, and Jim appears!] -Are you all right?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[of course she does. have a chuckle, and then a wince] 'Course I'm alright. It's only a flesh wound. [a few flesh wounds, really, but the reference was too good to resist]

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[There would be a Romana here with a coat hanging over her arm --how did she know? She just does-- when she approaches.] Even a Time Lord can get a bit chilled.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[smiles, taking the coat. might not be his usual, but he puts it on anyway, after a bit of difficulty] You've got a point. How've you been, Romana?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Time Lord blood is Diva's favorite!!}

Ah, let me guess! Did you meet sweet little Emil too?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[no blood for you, Diva :|]

Unfortunately. Not the first time I've met him, though. Fought him in the onsen, too, but I won that one.

[boob-window.livejournal.com]

{Smiling}

Looks like you got into a pretty good fight.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[grins] I did, yep! [pauses] Speaking of, you haven't seen a sword laying around the Plane anywhere, have you?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Doctor?!

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[smiles] Hello, Roxas.

[polarization]

[ since his thread with the Master isn't over yet, I'm calling time paradox shenanigans Sefton's just lucky enough to come across this while trying to locate one of the Plane's structures through the fog and snow. He stops, stares at the half-naked, bandaged man for a moment... then drops.

A few moments later, he reappears to toss a balled-up blanket at the only place that appears unharmed. Which just happens to be Nine's face. ]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[asdflkj blanket in face! once he removes the obstructing material, he blinks] Er, thanks for the blanket?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Emil is... looking a bit worse for wear, too, but it's more because he hasn't slept since the attack. He's carrying a big plate of double chocolate fudge cookies (and I do mean big-- he can barely see over the platter). Some of them have little white chocolate chips in them too.

So basically, Emil's doing cookie reconnaissance, only scurrying closer when Nine isn't looking his way, and hiding behind various things on the Plane when he is.

Finally, he gets close enough to set the plate down a few feet away and MAKE A RUN FOR IIIIIIT]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Oh Emil. Nine looks at the large plate of cookies in confusion for a moment, before catching him in the act of running away] ...Emil?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Here's Dino, glancing at the bandages with a bit of concern as he shows up] You're going to catch cold like that. Doesn't look like that would be good for you right now.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head] I'll be alright, thanks. [Romana gave him a coat, and some kid gave him another blanket, so he wraps these around himself a bit more] How've you been?

[yetiwillspeak.livejournal.com]

Ye would risk a chill? [Yep, she still resembles a giant, fat bat]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

...A talking bat? [eyebrow] Maybe I'm a bit worse off than I thought.

[firstmadeson.livejournal.com]

[Sorin's sense of smell is very, very good- which means he can still smell some blood. Which means that he'll be keeping his distance, and holding a handkerchief over the lower half of his face for protection] let me guess, you can't catch a cold either?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[shrug] It'd take a bit more than this sort of weather, I imagine.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[frowns when he sees the Doctor in such a state]

What happened to you this time?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[have a grin, Straxus] Sword fight!

[oliverplus]

[sees the Doctor and immediately rushes over to him] Doctor! What the hell happened to you!?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[chuckles a bit] I'm alright, Oliver. Calm down, yeah?

[borntostand.livejournal.com]

[studies him with a mix of concern, exasperation, and amusement]

Well, at least you're patched up this time.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[he's oblivious to the first two there] Er, sort of, anyway. Omega's a brilliant scientist, but he's no doctor.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[steps out of the mist with his arms crossed and a dismayed expression on his face] Whatever happened to you, you ought to be resting.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[grumbles] I am resting. I'm on a bed and everything, see?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[o hi, nine, look who's here, all bundled up in a comfy winter jacket, giving you one hell of a shocked look. Somebody is not thrilled with your state of disrepair.]

What the hell happened?!

keywords :|

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[derp. have a guilty look] Er. Sword fight? [:D?]