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Driving rain and wind lashed at her as she attempted to peer through the gloom.
So his mindscape even perceives itself as the Oncoming Storm, eh?
Rose flinched at Lyra's words inside her mind. This was all her fault.
Oh, hardly. I'd lay the blame at the feet of Sister Thang.
His eyes were closed and brow furrowed in concentration. As she knelt at his side, he reached out a hand in her direction. She took it, kissing the tips of his fingers and watching as he shuddered.
The continued effect of the megadose is clearly not helping. Not a terribly scientific approach by the Sisters - more like an LD50 test!
Recollections of Christmas came flooding into her head as she looked at the Doctor's still form, feeling miserable.
I hope he's not that badly off!
As she continued to watch him, though, the Doctor began to stir, rolling over onto his hands and slowly maneuvering his body closer to her until he flopped back down, his head in Rose's lap. On impulse, she threaded her fingers through his ruffled hair, stroking gently. He groaned in response, twisting his body to lie on his back, his head remaining in her lap.
I know I shouldn't think this is terribly cute, but it is adorable that he's going to lengths to be snuggling up to her even in his sleep-addled mind.
The Doctor seemed to relax at her touch, sighing in contentment. As Rose continued her light massage, she was amazed to see the low clouds above her part, revealing cerulean skies dotted with fluffy white clouds.
I'd be curious to know what it's like when one of the wannabes is trying to give him the same treatment.
You did well, Rose Tyler. The Time Lord should sleep off the remainder of the soporific.
If this hadn't gone well, would the soporific had still worn off eventually?
I assure you, it will not be, Rose Tyler. There is no need now.
Oh, good, that makes me feel so much better. *eyeroll*
What about the next time they decide there is a need?
Rose felt a strange fluttering sensation in her abdomen as the Doctor tentatively licked her index finger, then gasped as he took her finger in his warm mouth, sucking ravenously at the chocolate residue.
Isn't that so much better than having the rest of the choccies to yourself? XD
He kissed her soundly... The Doctor was panting, eyes still closed, a smear of chocolate at the corner of his mouth.
Sleep-kissing! Hee!
It was the missing piece of the Doctor's torn shirt - and was stained with blood.
She's not going to be happy about that - even less so if she thinks it's evidence of the Sisters having done something else untoward to the Doctor. After all, they did promise not to harm either of them.
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Date: 2008-02-07 04:23 am (UTC)Driving rain and wind lashed at her as she attempted to peer through the gloom.
So his mindscape even perceives itself as the Oncoming Storm, eh?
Rose flinched at Lyra's words inside her mind. This was all her fault.
Oh, hardly. I'd lay the blame at the feet of Sister Thang.
His eyes were closed and brow furrowed in concentration. As she knelt at his side, he reached out a hand in her direction. She took it, kissing the tips of his fingers and watching as he shuddered.
The continued effect of the megadose is clearly not helping. Not a terribly scientific approach by the Sisters - more like an LD50 test!
Recollections of Christmas came flooding into her head as she looked at the Doctor's still form, feeling miserable.
I hope he's not that badly off!
As she continued to watch him, though, the Doctor began to stir, rolling over onto his hands and slowly maneuvering his body closer to her until he flopped back down, his head in Rose's lap. On impulse, she threaded her fingers through his ruffled hair, stroking gently. He groaned in response, twisting his body to lie on his back, his head remaining in her lap.
I know I shouldn't think this is terribly cute, but it is adorable that he's going to lengths to be snuggling up to her even in his sleep-addled mind.
The Doctor seemed to relax at her touch, sighing in contentment. As Rose continued her light massage, she was amazed to see the low clouds above her part, revealing cerulean skies dotted with fluffy white clouds.
I'd be curious to know what it's like when one of the wannabes is trying to give him the same treatment.
You did well, Rose Tyler. The Time Lord should sleep off the remainder of the soporific.
If this hadn't gone well, would the soporific had still worn off eventually?
I assure you, it will not be, Rose Tyler. There is no need now.
Oh, good, that makes me feel so much better. *eyeroll*
What about the next time they decide there is a need?
Rose felt a strange fluttering sensation in her abdomen as the Doctor tentatively licked her index finger, then gasped as he took her finger in his warm mouth, sucking ravenously at the chocolate residue.
Isn't that so much better than having the rest of the choccies to yourself? XD
He kissed her soundly... The Doctor was panting, eyes still closed, a smear of chocolate at the corner of his mouth.
Sleep-kissing! Hee!
It was the missing piece of the Doctor's torn shirt - and was stained with blood.
She's not going to be happy about that - even less so if she thinks it's evidence of the Sisters having done something else untoward to the Doctor. After all, they did promise not to harm either of them.