[014]

[oliverplus]

[today, Oliver arrives on the Plane with a bed in tow. not just any bed, but what appears to be a standard-issue hospital bed from the 27th century. he is also wearing a hospital gown, and he has an oxygen tube hooked to his nose and an IV in his arm, although the appartuses the devices were attached to don't seem to have made it to the Plane with him. hopefully he didn't actually need those. interestingly enough, there is no sign of injury on Oliver himself, except for perhaps the IV in his arm. but in addition to all this, Oliver looks terribly startled to have arrived on the Plane]

What the--what is this!? [looks around him in confusion, then gives the IV a suspicious look] I thought I wasn't on anything strong! Why the hell... This was a dream! [turns upward, apparently addressing the stars themselves] A dream, you hear?

I know I was wishing to be anywhere but hospital, but blimey, that didn't mean I wanted to start hallucinating! [sighs] I wonder how long this is gonna last... [props himself up a bit, pulling the tube out of his nose as he turns to take a look around him]

[ooc: This is NOT an experiment. Oliver is suffering from some nasty side effects of chemical exposure during an incident on Gondovan. He currently has amnesia stretching through the last several years of his life. His memory will slowly return, but for now he doesn't remember the Plane or anyone on it, nor how his empathy ability works. he also doesn't remember the details of his life on Gondovan or even the end of his travels with the Doctor. So, enjoy the confused Brummie!]

Comments

[oliverplus]

[gives the Doctor a look, as this situation is just a bit too familiar] Yeah, 'course you are. [waits to see what excuse the Doctor will come up with this time]

[bit_impossible]

[he just stares at her] What--You--But--No, hold on a mo', you're not supposed to see me!

What, thought you were invisible? Come on, out with you! [she, having apparently gotten over her surprise, heads for him]

What?! No, I have every right to be here! [fishes in his pocket for the psychic paper, pulling it out to show her] See? I'm the Doctor, head investigator of all mysterious accidents, ailments, and traumas, and you're interrupting my interview of the victim here. [glances at Oliver and winks] Isn't that right, Mr Day?

[oliverplus]

[snorts, trying not to laugh] Yeah, 'course it is, but I thought you didn't want all the staff to know about your secret investigation, Doctor?

[bit_impossible]

[sucks in a breath, his expression turning very grave] Yes, well... We do have a problem there, Mr Day. You see, Nurse--

[nervously] Lattie.

You see, Nurse Lattie, no one's supposed to know about this top secret investigation. It could mean you've put your own life in peril. You could be next. [hears her gasp] But! I think I know of a way to save you. [walks towards her] What you need to do is walk out of this room right now and don't return for another twenty minutes. By that time, I'll be gone and you won't ever have to mention that you found me in here conducting this investigation. Of course, if you do say something about me being here, you'll put your life and everyone else's in this very hospital at risk. Do you understand?

I--I do. Sorry to bother you, sir. [she makes a hasty retreat]

No, not at all! [watches her and doesn't speak until the door closes again] Well! That...was very interesting... [he trails off]

[oliverplus]

[watches that exchange in amusement, although he can't help feeling a pang inside as he realises that this really must be the Doctor. that wouldn't have just happened with anyone else! but he tries to ignore the implications of that and just smiles wryly as the nurse leaves] So, what was that about not really being here?

[bit_impossible]

I really shouldn't be! She shouldn't have been able to see me at all! [his eyes widen] Unless... Oh, of course! That's it! [he punches the air] Oliver, it means--well, this will have a bigger impact once you've recovered your memories--that our realities or at least this very point have merged! They're one in the same! Partially!

[oliverplus]

Oh. That's good.

What does that mean?

[bit_impossible]

[strides over to Oliver's bedside] It means anything! Ollie, the possibilities are endless!

[oliverplus]

Great! Like what?

[bit_impossible]

[stares] Oliver, what part of "anything" didn't you understand?

[oliverplus]

[blinks at him] Are we in the Matrix or something?

[bit_impossible]

No, we're not, or else that nurse would've come in here with a red dress on. And before you ask, no, you can't do kung fu.

[oliverplus]

Okay...then what sort of "anything" do you mean?

[bit_impossible]

[softly] Like I can finally keep my promise to you.

[oliverplus]

[his eyes widen] You could take me back to Earth!

[bit_impossible]

Well, at least you remember that. That's a step!

[oliverplus]

Of course I remember that!

[excited now] So where's the TARDIS? Can we get out of this hospital now?

[bit_impossible]

[looks sheepish] Ollie, the truth is, I don't have the TARDIS here.

[oliverplus]

[his expression slips] Then how are we going anywhere?

[bit_impossible]

We need to go back to the Plane. But I want to find out what happened to you and why.

[oliverplus]

All right...what's the plan, then?

[bit_impossible]

Well, first of all, let's head back to the Plane. This might take a bit longer than twenty minutes and time will stop here while we're there.

[reaches a hand out, resting it on Oliver's shoulder] Ready?

[oliverplus]

[makes a face, not entirely thrilled to know he's not really getting out of hospital yet] Yeah. Go ahead.

[bit_impossible]

[with a mere thought, they're back on the Plane--bed and all. he moves towards the head of the bed, taking out a crumpled, old brochure about the Plane that he got the day of his first arrival there and handing it to Oliver] Right, let's get you some place other than in the middle of the Plane. Go ahead and choose the place! [bets it'll be the bar]

[oliverplus]

[jumnps, startled again by the sudden move. that's going to take some getting used to. after a second, he realises the Doctor is trying to hand him something and takes the brochure, looking at it curiously] Whoa, this place is huge.

Uh... [actually, Oliver's priorities are a bit different at the moment] Anywhere I could get some normal clothes?