[RL - Haruhi, open to Jenny and Donna to jump in~ - This was unexpected, what do we do now?]

[timey_wimey]

[The Doctor ran as fast as his legs could carry him through the corridors of the TARDIS, panting in his hurry to get to Haruhi. Omega, he was so worried about her. As if Lockon wasn't enough - enough for all of them - Haruhi was still sick, and all this stress couldn't be good for her fighting off the infection that was still stubbornly clinging to her system. That sound... that hadn't sounded good.

Damn it. He wished this would stop happening. Or at least stop happening all at once. Haruhi could yell at him or cling to him, whatever, but he was sick of seeing her so sad. That was happening far too often lately.

He tore around the last corner and burst into her room, wild-eyed.]

Haruhi?

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[timey_wimey]

[Gets to his feet and offers a hand to Haruhi]

Alright then. Best place for making steam is the bathroom, so we'd better get ourselves along there.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[slides down off the table and into his arms before taking his hand]

[timey_wimey]

[Squeezes her hand before leading her along in the direction of the bathrooms]

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[follows along sluggishly]

[timey_wimey]

[Aaaand here we are, in the nearest bathroom. He sits her down on a nearby chair and reaches into the shower to turn it up as high as it can go, splashing his sleeve in the process before he sits back down.]

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

...[stares down at her shirt after she catches a glimpse in the mirror, all bloody]

Gross.

[takes off her shirt]

[timey_wimey]

[Looks at her with raised eyebrows]

You're not gonna take all your clothes off, I hope.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

they all have blood on them.

[starts taking off her dirty clothes]

[timey_wimey]

[Nods] Alright, okay, that's fair enough. Guess I'd better find you some more, then.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[wraps herself in a towel and moves closer to him]

[timey_wimey]

[... That is usually Haruhi-language for "not wanting Papa to leave".]

Or I could see if there's a dressing gown in the airing cupboard in here. I mean, there should be one to fit you.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[wraps the towel tighter around her]

I can wear a big one.

[timey_wimey]

[Grins] You'd look a bit daft, though.

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[pouts]

I wear you pajamas sometimes.

[timey_wimey]

Do you?

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

Yeah, they're warm. We've slept together when I've warn them, pay more attention!

[timey_wimey]

Well, I don't really pay attention when I'm sleeping, do I?

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

You could pay more attention when you're telling me stories.

[timey_wimey]

But if I did that then I wouldn't pay any attention to the stories now, would I?

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

The great Time Lord can't multitask?

[timey_wimey]

Not at bedtime!

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

Dork.

[moves to sit in his lap]

[timey_wimey]

And proud of it.

[Lets her sit in his lap and enjoys the soothing sound of the running water - it's beginning to steam up quite a lot in here.]

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[leans against his chest and holds the towel secure with one hand as she breathes in the steam, coughing slightly]

[timey_wimey]

Are you alright?