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The Doctor stumbled, scrambling back to his feet, he heard the thud as Lucy landed. Looking round he saw ornaments shaken from their tables, and Lucy, unconscious.
He fell to his knees again by her shoulder and shook it in an attempt to wake her up, he didn't much relish the idea of carrying her, still, needs must, he reminded himself.
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Lucy was still unconscious, but then she felt someone gently shake her to try and bring her round, and after a few moments it seemed to work and she shifted a little before she opened her eyes. She looked up and saw the Doctor once again by her side. She smiled up at him, hoping that she hadn't scared him for the second time.
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The Doctor breathed a silent sigh of relief, "You had me worried," He said with a grin, "You okay?"
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Lucy looked up and the Doctor and gave a nod. ''Yeah, I'm fine. Seems to be a reoccurring thing, this me being unconscious and you hovering above me'' she said and gave a smile before she sat up. She then had to close her eyes again and then quickly opened them again. ''We best get back to the TARDIS, see what state she's in'' she then added before she got to her feet and quickly walked off.
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The Doctor followed, hoping his ship wasn't damaged by the crash.
OoC: Sure, post your charrie biography and it's all hunky dory.
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Hmmmmm. I'm having trouble finding my way into the story.... I guess you could have already met me. Human Nature was in 1913, maybe I knew you when you were human. Err.. when you will be human? I mean it hasn't happened for you yet... When you will have been human?
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OoC: Then I have met you. We'll keep it simple, pretend this is an episode from...next season.
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ooc : welcome Guru Gloin, and just fit in your charry somehow ... though don;t know how as we're just above to finish up where we are just now, not sure where next.
bic : Lucy continued to walk back towards their cabin, until they neared their room. As they got nearer she stopped in her tracks, she was ok physically but she felt weak as if something had been damaged. She thought for a few moments and hten it dawned on her. ''The TARDIS'' she said to herself and then quickly ran into the room. The outside was ok, so she ran into the TARDIS |