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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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[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes] Get me a new one, will you? A plain one.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[smirks] Oh fine. Keep in mind I did find it in your wardrobe.

[he drops off the Plane and comes back with another one, this time a dark blue and sadly without any festive snowflakes.] Is this more to your liking?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[beams -- and he'll be ignoring that remark about his wardrobe] It is, yep! Thanks. [and he attempts to put it on, a little awkwardly. because. ow.]

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[frowns watching him do that] Would you like any help with that?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[after a moment of struggling, he manages to sort it out] Nah, I got it. Thanks though. [gestures for Straxus to have a seat next to him] How've you been these days?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he hesitates, then finally does take a seat near him, but he's careful not to touch the Doctor. he doesn't want to hurt him on accident.]

Besides avoiding sword fights, you mean? [gives the Doctor a faint smile] I've been well. Still harbouring certain thoughts, but as long as I don't return to Gallifrey with this mindset, I'm in the clear.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[the faint smile is returned with a wry one] Haven't been around the Plane long enough to know how long these experiments last, but I'm hoping it's not much longer.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[quietly] Still the same for you as well...

[a beat] It has to end eventually. Same with this infernal weather. [not that he's really cold or anything, but having wet trouser legs annoys him]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[nods] Still the same, yeah. Helped me out a fair bit in that fight, actually, but now it's just -- [right on cue, as if to prove a point, another wave of disorientation hits, and the Doctor looks a bit ill] -- annoying.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

You're going to seriously injure yourself if you're not careful. At least you're on this bed and not around the bar. Or worse.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[laughs] Straxus, I've got a hole in my gut. I don't think I could injure myself much more than that.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[frowns and gives the Doctor a bit of a look] ...That's not very reassuring.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[gives Straxus a bit of a look right back] Wasn't supposed to be reassuring.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[sighs and rolls his eyes] Let's see if we can't move you and this bed to somewhere warmer at least. [he kicks the snow away from the bottom of the bed to see if there are any wheels attached.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[teasing] Gonna be my nurse now, Straxus?

[ooc: /punts lj]

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Not if I can help it. I'm merely helping a friend.

[wheels or no, he moves to the head of the bed and begins to push]