[well, this is awkward] That's touching of you and all, but how 'bout you let go so we can go to Manchester? [she knows that taking him back with her requires contact as well, but if she has to go back to lying on the floor in a puddle of blood dying--or whatever else she might be about to jump into the middle of--she at least plans to do it with dignity] Just hold onto my arm, will you?
[honestly, she can't quite work out why he's hugging her at all. she has a feeling it's not the obvious, and she's starting to wonder if it's just his way of making sure she doesn't leave without him. then again, he wouldn't have to hug her for that. and as she realises that, she gets a nagging feeling what his reason might be. it's more like he's afraid of losing contact with her--like he knows what they're going into and refuses to get separated. she sighs. if that's the case, then it's yet another thing he's not going to listen to her about] Oh, nevermind. [because if they do appear in the middle of a police raid, at least she can give him a good kick and play it off that way]
[so she closes her eyes and thinks of Manchester. and all of sudden, she's no longer in the Doctor's arms. not only that, but she's lying on her back again, looking up at some sort of dome over her. she immediately reaches up her hands, pressing against it, but it doesn't budge. at that, she has to fight back her natural instinct to panic. instead, she forces herself to get a look around the room. it's plain and rather dingy. what stands out most about it is the tangle of wires snaking across the floor, leading to a desk covered in machines across the room. at that desk is sitting a rather plain, brown-haired man with glasses and a medium build--Frank himself]
[she tries to call out, punching against the glass with one hand, but the gesture is to no avail. Frank is typing furiously on a computer keyboard--and all of a sudden, Menzies starts to feel extremely tired. her hands drop back from the glass, and she realises she's about to lose consciousness. just in time, she wills herself away, back to the Plane]
[meanwhile, despite his efforts, the Doctor has appeared in the room just outside of the pod holding Menzies. in fact, he's standing next to it, in a perfect position to see her inside. there's a tangle of wires over her, bound together until the point at which they split off into a set of electrodes, each one stuck to her forehead]
[and across the room, the man at the desk also sees the Doctor]
no subject
[honestly, she can't quite work out why he's hugging her at all. she has a feeling it's not the obvious, and she's starting to wonder if it's just his way of making sure she doesn't leave without him. then again, he wouldn't have to hug her for that. and as she realises that, she gets a nagging feeling what his reason might be. it's more like he's afraid of losing contact with her--like he knows what they're going into and refuses to get separated. she sighs. if that's the case, then it's yet another thing he's not going to listen to her about] Oh, nevermind. [because if they do appear in the middle of a police raid, at least she can give him a good kick and play it off that way]
[so she closes her eyes and thinks of Manchester. and all of sudden, she's no longer in the Doctor's arms. not only that, but she's lying on her back again, looking up at some sort of dome over her. she immediately reaches up her hands, pressing against it, but it doesn't budge. at that, she has to fight back her natural instinct to panic. instead, she forces herself to get a look around the room. it's plain and rather dingy. what stands out most about it is the tangle of wires snaking across the floor, leading to a desk covered in machines across the room. at that desk is sitting a rather plain, brown-haired man with glasses and a medium build--Frank himself]
[she tries to call out, punching against the glass with one hand, but the gesture is to no avail. Frank is typing furiously on a computer keyboard--and all of a sudden, Menzies starts to feel extremely tired. her hands drop back from the glass, and she realises she's about to lose consciousness. just in time, she wills herself away, back to the Plane]
[meanwhile, despite his efforts, the Doctor has appeared in the room just outside of the pod holding Menzies. in fact, he's standing next to it, in a perfect position to see her inside. there's a tangle of wires over her, bound together until the point at which they split off into a set of electrodes, each one stuck to her forehead]
[and across the room, the man at the desk also sees the Doctor]
Who are you!? What are you doing here?