excuse me this is clearly his fault

Date: 2012-02-26 06:18 pm (UTC)
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He caught himself at the last minute, all his senses as aware as possible. He could hear the mob from a distance, but it seemed that they were able to get away quickly.

He glanced at Handy, going between his chest and that slightly pained expression."Okay the sooner we find the TARDIS the better. Then stitches, right? I'm sure some must have broken." He says, mostly to himself than to the other man, but loud enough so he could hear.

When he heard the group of creatures getting dangerously close was it that he snapped back to reality. "Right, sorry, running. Let's run!" The Doctor exclaimed, taking off in the direction in front of him, taking Handy with him.
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Handy / The Meta-Crisis Doctor

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