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And you say that time goes rushing by, but it seems so slow to me...
Any other day, maybe, the Doctor might be wandering the ship, looking for something interesting to pull apart or poke his nose into. He still hasn't had a chance to inspect the brain of the ship, after all, and there's that great big city he'd like to explore as well...
But right now, he'd rather not. He's tired and annoyed, and any place he could wander, it wouldn't be far enough. So instead, the Doctor has sprawled on his back, halfway upside down, on one of the couches on the Obs Deck. It seemed as good a place as any to sit still for a while - maybe not the place to go if he wanted to be alone, but he'll take company over quiet just now.
He doesn't actually seem to be paying attention to anyone who might be in the room, though. Instead, he's playing with an unidentifiable bit of patched-together technology - it's got buttons and flashy lights and a little dish and there is absolutely no outward indication of what it actually does. It's... entirely possible it's not meant to do anything, at least at the moment; he just wanted something to do with his hands, though someone to talk to (or talk at) would undoubtedly be a better distraction.
But right now, he'd rather not. He's tired and annoyed, and any place he could wander, it wouldn't be far enough. So instead, the Doctor has sprawled on his back, halfway upside down, on one of the couches on the Obs Deck. It seemed as good a place as any to sit still for a while - maybe not the place to go if he wanted to be alone, but he'll take company over quiet just now.
He doesn't actually seem to be paying attention to anyone who might be in the room, though. Instead, he's playing with an unidentifiable bit of patched-together technology - it's got buttons and flashy lights and a little dish and there is absolutely no outward indication of what it actually does. It's... entirely possible it's not meant to do anything, at least at the moment; he just wanted something to do with his hands, though someone to talk to (or talk at) would undoubtedly be a better distraction.
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"Aye, it's not so bad," he says with a nod. Hopefully that means that the Doctor's gotten past being convinced he'll die of boredom. He's got a suspicion that it's likely not the case, though. A rather dry note enters his voice as he adds, "It's a wee bit easier on the City, too. Seems like it's just getting fixed when something or other happens to it."
There's times when it's considerably less boring on the ship. Although, personally, Jamie's just as happy that it won't be zombies in the future. He hopes. Still, he shakes his head.
"No, they'll not trouble us again. Stacy destroyed the ones that were attacking once she knew they were there, and they had us get rid of the plantsuits...in case those were infected, aye? I'd not say there'd be anything left. Unless...och, no. They'd not be so daft as to keep samples around."
He gives the Doctor a rather worried look. "Would they?"
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He should know, after all - though his stupidity in those matters tends toward poking dangerous things with sticks and not running away fast enough, not keeping samples or specimens of deadly creatures.
He pauses momentarily, considering, and then realises he could have been... a bit more encouraging there. "But I'm sure it's fine!" he adds. "Almost definitely fine. The crew, they're... mostly sensible people, yeah? Common sense and-or senses of self-preservation more or less intact?"
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"Aye. I would say most of them are...sensible. Dr. Sera would know if there was anything like those samples, though," Jamie says instead. "He usually can be found in Contagion..er, Contagion Containment and Treatment. I think that's where the zombies were before they were released."
A thought occurs to him them - maybe the Doctor would be able to find something there that would help with the boredom. He visibly brightens. "Hey! There's a lot of things in there that ye might find interesting, come to think of it."
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Not so much for the laboratory itself - though that's useful, he's been known to do his science just as comfortably sprawled on the floor in the balcony of a theatre as in a sanitized and polished lab - but because laboratories are where you find scientists. The Doctor - this Doctor, anyway - will never pass up a chance to meet someone clever and scientifically-inclined.
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Jamie breaks off, frowning. He can't remember who it was. Maybe Dr. Sera hadn't mentioned the name? That seems likely. It's not like Jamie would have needed to know who it was anyway. There's a shrug and he says, "Someone, anyway. I don't think he said."