[He decides not to comment about the fact that Narvin can simply regenerate or he'll bring the Time Lord back to the Plane to die there and come back. It isn't ideal, but at least he'd live.]
[The humans gladly follow the man in the peculiar nightie. Some want to ask about the banging noises and threats, but figure it's best to just keep moving or else.]
[The Doctor, in the meantime, as loathe as he is to repeat something his younger self had done, takes out his sonic screwdriver to set off a fire alarm once he's certain Narvin and his new human friends have enough time to get close to the door leading into the Paris catacombs. Quickly, he ducks under the hood of one of the machines and waits while he hears the Zygon in the other room come out to evacuate. It starts calling for its friend, and there's a muffled reply from down the hall. Seeing as there aren't any shouts about humans being free, he takes that to mean they've gotten to safety. Unfortunately, now he can't go that way himself. Ducking back out into the room, he peers down the hall just as the second Zygon busts the first one out.]
Oi, over here!
[He waves then dashes into the control room the second he sees the Zygons acknowledge his presence with a shout. With very little time to lose, he immediately goes over to a specific panel, massages a couple knobs in just the right way--and sets the self-destruct sequence to go off, and breaks the knobs off after. He hopes he told the ship to implode instead of explode, but the two Zygons appear at the doorway just then and launch towards him. Luckily, he's much faster and agile than the pair of them, so he simply ducks and weaves beneath their swinging limbs and bolts for the hallway.]
Out of the way! [He shouts so the people can part and allow him access to the TARDIS door. The key's already in his hand as he nearly slams into his ship and throws the key into the lock.]
All right, in, in, in!!! [He shouts a bit louder so they can hear him above the alarm, motioning frantically for them to move. He knows how much time is left and the seconds are ticking by quick.]
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[The humans gladly follow the man in the peculiar nightie. Some want to ask about the banging noises and threats, but figure it's best to just keep moving or else.]
[The Doctor, in the meantime, as loathe as he is to repeat something his younger self had done, takes out his sonic screwdriver to set off a fire alarm once he's certain Narvin and his new human friends have enough time to get close to the door leading into the Paris catacombs. Quickly, he ducks under the hood of one of the machines and waits while he hears the Zygon in the other room come out to evacuate. It starts calling for its friend, and there's a muffled reply from down the hall. Seeing as there aren't any shouts about humans being free, he takes that to mean they've gotten to safety. Unfortunately, now he can't go that way himself. Ducking back out into the room, he peers down the hall just as the second Zygon busts the first one out.]
Oi, over here!
[He waves then dashes into the control room the second he sees the Zygons acknowledge his presence with a shout. With very little time to lose, he immediately goes over to a specific panel, massages a couple knobs in just the right way--and sets the self-destruct sequence to go off, and breaks the knobs off after. He hopes he told the ship to implode instead of explode, but the two Zygons appear at the doorway just then and launch towards him. Luckily, he's much faster and agile than the pair of them, so he simply ducks and weaves beneath their swinging limbs and bolts for the hallway.]
Out of the way! [He shouts so the people can part and allow him access to the TARDIS door. The key's already in his hand as he nearly slams into his ship and throws the key into the lock.]
All right, in, in, in!!! [He shouts a bit louder so they can hear him above the alarm, motioning frantically for them to move. He knows how much time is left and the seconds are ticking by quick.]