timey_wimey | [RL - Haruhi; Lockon later on - ... and sometimes, everybody lives.]

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Current Location: The TARDIS [Currently parked in Haruhi's living room.]
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[RL - Haruhi; Lockon later on - ... and sometimes, everybody lives.]

((Just setting this up now so we can get the ball rolling, albeit at a nice steady pace. :3))

[The Doctor was sitting in the TARDIS. Not to go anywhere - the TARDIS was staying safely parked in Haruhi's living room until everybody was properly ready for another adventure. After all the recent hijinks, even he was feeling the strain.

No, the Doctor was in here to think, leaned back in the pilot's seat with a faraway, odd expression on his face. Now that everything had calmed down, he'd been doing quite a bit of thinking, and the TARDIS was the best place to do it. Nice and quiet.

You see, to the Doctor's mind, there was a certain something that... wasn't quite adding up. And it was niggling at his mind. Not just a discrepancy of logic, but a discrepancy of time. An ever so small one, small enough that a distracted enough mind would miss it. And he'd certainly been distracted enough.

But where? He'd had an idea, asked Feldt if he could borrow Haro and review the tapes from... from before the rescue. It had taken a bit of persuasive talk, but he'd finally got a look at them. And something... was definitely off. But what? What was it?

He'd been in here for quite some time, and he wasn't moving anytime soon. If he kept this up, people were probably going to start wondering where he was. But the problem was annoying him, so in here he would stay until someone startled him out of his reverie.]

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[just hugs him tightly to her chest, tears still running down her face but she's not going to let him go anytime soon.]

[Waits for a few seconds more before making a decision.]

Right, I'll go then. [He waves the psychic paper as he springs to his feet and heads for the door.] This'll get us past all those pesky queues and things in no time. I'll be 2 minutes tops.

[Without waiting for an answer - time is of the essence - he rushes out of the TARDIS, and true to his words, it's no more than 2 minutes or so before he throws the doors open again, looking slightly hassled and talking quickly to two humanoid people in white uniforms who are wheeling a stretcher up the ramp into the control room. He runs ahead of them and kneels down next to Haruhi, reaching out a hand to squeeze her shoulder.]

It'll be okay, I promise. [He lowers his voice so that only she can hear it.] These people think I'm the President of New Mercury, so there won't be any trouble with making sure he gets looked after.

[looks nervously at the people clad in white before squeezing her eyes shut and hugs Lockon tighter to her chest, turning away from the people and the Doctor]

I just got him back, I don't want to lose him so quickly again.

[Gently]

I know you don't. But if we don't let him get help then that's what'll happen. [In a low, conspiratorial voice again] Besides, they're not going to deny visiting rights to the President of New Mercury's daughter, are they?

[rests her cheek against Lockon's forehead as she thinks it over in her head. Finally she turns to him and whispers.]

I-I'm going to leave you for...for awhile, but I'll be back...with you soon.

[Ten watches sadly before getting to his feet and speaking with the two doctors, who slowly wheel the stretcher closer and smile reassuringly. One of them says:] Don't worry, your brother is going to be just fine once we see to him.

[They clearly want her to move out the way so they can get on with their work.]

[the words don't really seem to reassure here but she slowly lets her grip loosen but she cradles him in her arms until they take him onto the stretcher]

[They lift him as gently as possible out of her arms and onto the stretcher before they start wheeling him away, the one closest to them saying that there's a waiting area just outside the shop where Ten and Haruhi can wait until it's alright to see him. Then they're gone, one of them speaking into a communicator rapidly as they leave.

Ten sighs and looks down at her, offering her his hand.] Shall we go and wait, then?

[takes his hand and stands on shaking legs, she's still covered in blood.]

[He squeezes her hand gently and looks over her, frowning at the blood.]

... Do you want to get changed first?

[shakes her head, looking a bit ill]

Want to see him.

[He's still looking a bit worried, and just spontaneously pulls her into a hug.]

He'll be okay. They're good people here, they know what they're doing.

[leans against his chest and murmurs]

I know.

[Stays hugging her for a little longer before letting go.]

Right then. Waiting area.

[nods and takes his hand]

[Squeezes her hand again before leading her out of the TARDIS and into the hospital reception. It's very... white, for starters, with loads of people, human and otherwise, milling about and rushing to other places. Ten leads the way over to an information board and starts studying it with a frown.]

They said it was near the shop, didn't they?

[bloodstained loli is getting a lot of stares, not that she seems to care]

[Ten is still deep in studying of the information board before he nods.]

Right. It's this way. [He motions to their right.] Come on.

[lets him pull her along down the hallway, not walking much herself]

[Pulls her gently along the corridor and to the right, half-supporting her, until they come in front of a small shop. Ten's face twitches for a moment in a smile.]

They've got a shop. I'm going to take that as a sign of good luck.

[blinks]

Good luck?

[Nods] Yeah, good luck. I've always liked a little shop.

How is that good luck?

There was a little shop in the Library as well.

[It makes sense to him.]

[tugs on his arm]

Then buy me something.

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