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The Eleventh Doctor || Doctor Who ([personal profile] makeherblue) wrote in [community profile] trans_9 2012-03-13 03:18 am (UTC)

The Doctor paused for a moment.

"Probably. More than probably. I'm handy at that sort of thing from time to time," the Doctor said, pursing his lips. He laced his fingers together as he took in Jamie. The human had a big black smudge of grime on his cheek, his mouth pulling to the side as it always did when he was thinking and thinking hard. It was almost oddly comforting, this little bit of familiarity. "We probably won't have time to set up a dispersal device for the whole planet, though. Rather hard to get that set-up when you have Jaffa shooting at you."

What he cared more about right this very moment was securing Daniel and getting that symbiote out of him, then securing a path to a teleporter or a transport ship.

The Doctor reached up to brush his shaggy hair out of his eyes.

"If you can secure the ingredients - and possibly find my sonic screw driver - I can see what I can do. Also we could use coordinates for Eneesh's ship if it's still in orbit. I think it's safe to say we can't expect any help from Stacy."

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