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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]

I'd rather not, thanks. [i.e., he hasn't actually had any experience in this particular incarnation yet, except for snogging the Master :|]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, come on. I know you've slept with dominating personalities before. Understandable, of course. I'd miss me too. [did he just suggest that? Yes he did] Tell us a story! [pokes the arm for emphasis]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[squirms -- stop tempting him to snog you again] Who I might've slept with is none of your business, Master. [he's not gonna comment on the part where he misses him :|]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[they are building up a suffocation of silences between them] Really? Why not?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[have another one to add to the pile] Why d'you think?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

No no, you made the proposition. It's to you to defend it.