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sixwordstories2010-09-26 08:55 pm
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That didn't go so well. Ow...
*This would be Rose being...completely unsurprised at you, Doctor.* What happened?
... What? Where did you come from? [He glances up at her, but winces a bit.]
Just got out of jail, actually...
Just got out of jail, actually...
[Mew? :c Have a kitten nuzzling your hand with a curious look in her eyes.]
[Lying on the street, he shudders as he feels the kitten at his hand, and he suddenly makes a face, whipping his hand back. Never liked cats.]
Are you okay?
well wrong question I guess. It's pretty obvious your hurt. Do you need help?
well wrong question I guess. It's pretty obvious your hurt. Do you need help?
[The Doctor squints his eyes at him.] Who're you? ... Ugh, never mind.
No, I'm fine... you'll only get into trouble if you help me.
No, I'm fine... you'll only get into trouble if you help me.
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Jack turned around to see a Doctor on the streets bleeding, he makes a quick move to go help him up. "Doctor!" He's almost hit by a truck in the process while running across the street.
"You're going to ..." Jack comes to a halt, to go help him up to his feet. "Let me help you there."
"You're going to ..." Jack comes to a halt, to go help him up to his feet. "Let me help you there."
Face bruised and lip split slightly, the Doctor winces as he feels Jack move to help him up, his side hurting again, and he instantly knows that one of his ribs must have been fractured again, or maybe just a bad bruise.
"I'm going to... what?! No! I'm not, don't be ridiculous." he muttered, suddenly spitting out a bit of blood to the sidewalk.
He had been caught trying to steal something from an old museum, and now he had paid the price, but at least he had escaped.
"I'm going to... what?! No! I'm not, don't be ridiculous." he muttered, suddenly spitting out a bit of blood to the sidewalk.
He had been caught trying to steal something from an old museum, and now he had paid the price, but at least he had escaped.
[ Guess who's hoverin' over you, eating a dirty water hot dog, looking completely and utterly unsympathetic? ]
Hey man, you don' look too good.
Hey man, you don' look too good.
[Rolls carefully onto his back, still panting slightly.]
That's what happens when you get ganged up on, you don't exactly look ready for a party. Welll, unless it was a bonda-... er, never mind.
That's what happens when you get ganged up on, you don't exactly look ready for a party. Welll, unless it was a bonda-... er, never mind.
He just prods the Doctor with his foot, not bothering to outstretch a hand for assistance. After all, he was a Time Lord, he'd be fine either way.
"Are you going to get up or what?"
"Are you going to get up or what?"
"Oi!" he winces at the prodding and he rolls to his back before glaring up at him, "You're not the one who had to spend a day and a half in jail getting your arse whipped by huge guys with tattoos... and piercings on their faces."
He groans and pushes himself to his knees, then finally to his feet.
He groans and pushes himself to his knees, then finally to his feet.
"You alright, Doctor?"
This John was fresh out of the jar, out on a nice jaunt on his second day of life.
This John was fresh out of the jar, out on a nice jaunt on his second day of life.
*This would be Rose being...completely unsurprised at you, Doctor.* What happened?
... What? Where did you come from? [He glances up at her, but winces a bit.]
Just got out of jail, actually...
Just got out of jail, actually...
[Mew? :c Have a kitten nuzzling your hand with a curious look in her eyes.]
[Lying on the street, he shudders as he feels the kitten at his hand, and he suddenly makes a face, whipping his hand back. Never liked cats.]
Are you okay?
well wrong question I guess. It's pretty obvious your hurt. Do you need help?
well wrong question I guess. It's pretty obvious your hurt. Do you need help?
[The Doctor squints his eyes at him.] Who're you? ... Ugh, never mind.
No, I'm fine... you'll only get into trouble if you help me.
No, I'm fine... you'll only get into trouble if you help me.
Jack turned around to see a Doctor on the streets bleeding, he makes a quick move to go help him up. "Doctor!" He's almost hit by a truck in the process while running across the street.
"You're going to ..." Jack comes to a halt, to go help him up to his feet. "Let me help you there."
"You're going to ..." Jack comes to a halt, to go help him up to his feet. "Let me help you there."
Face bruised and lip split slightly, the Doctor winces as he feels Jack move to help him up, his side hurting again, and he instantly knows that one of his ribs must have been fractured again, or maybe just a bad bruise.
"I'm going to... what?! No! I'm not, don't be ridiculous." he muttered, suddenly spitting out a bit of blood to the sidewalk.
He had been caught trying to steal something from an old museum, and now he had paid the price, but at least he had escaped.
"I'm going to... what?! No! I'm not, don't be ridiculous." he muttered, suddenly spitting out a bit of blood to the sidewalk.
He had been caught trying to steal something from an old museum, and now he had paid the price, but at least he had escaped.
[ Guess who's hoverin' over you, eating a dirty water hot dog, looking completely and utterly unsympathetic? ]
Hey man, you don' look too good.
Hey man, you don' look too good.
[Rolls carefully onto his back, still panting slightly.]
That's what happens when you get ganged up on, you don't exactly look ready for a party. Welll, unless it was a bonda-... er, never mind.
That's what happens when you get ganged up on, you don't exactly look ready for a party. Welll, unless it was a bonda-... er, never mind.
He just prods the Doctor with his foot, not bothering to outstretch a hand for assistance. After all, he was a Time Lord, he'd be fine either way.
"Are you going to get up or what?"
"Are you going to get up or what?"
"Oi!" he winces at the prodding and he rolls to his back before glaring up at him, "You're not the one who had to spend a day and a half in jail getting your arse whipped by huge guys with tattoos... and piercings on their faces."
He groans and pushes himself to his knees, then finally to his feet.
He groans and pushes himself to his knees, then finally to his feet.
"You alright, Doctor?"
This John was fresh out of the jar, out on a nice jaunt on his second day of life.
This John was fresh out of the jar, out on a nice jaunt on his second day of life.
*This would be Rose being...completely unsurprised at you, Doctor.* What happened?
... What? Where did you come from? [He glances up at her, but winces a bit.]
Just got out of jail, actually...
Just got out of jail, actually...
[Mew? :c Have a kitten nuzzling your hand with a curious look in her eyes.]
[Lying on the street, he shudders as he feels the kitten at his hand, and he suddenly makes a face, whipping his hand back. Never liked cats.]
Are you okay?
well wrong question I guess. It's pretty obvious your hurt. Do you need help?
well wrong question I guess. It's pretty obvious your hurt. Do you need help?
[The Doctor squints his eyes at him.] Who're you? ... Ugh, never mind.
No, I'm fine... you'll only get into trouble if you help me.
No, I'm fine... you'll only get into trouble if you help me.
Jack turned around to see a Doctor on the streets bleeding, he makes a quick move to go help him up. "Doctor!" He's almost hit by a truck in the process while running across the street.
"You're going to ..." Jack comes to a halt, to go help him up to his feet. "Let me help you there."
"You're going to ..." Jack comes to a halt, to go help him up to his feet. "Let me help you there."
Face bruised and lip split slightly, the Doctor winces as he feels Jack move to help him up, his side hurting again, and he instantly knows that one of his ribs must have been fractured again, or maybe just a bad bruise.
"I'm going to... what?! No! I'm not, don't be ridiculous." he muttered, suddenly spitting out a bit of blood to the sidewalk.
He had been caught trying to steal something from an old museum, and now he had paid the price, but at least he had escaped.
"I'm going to... what?! No! I'm not, don't be ridiculous." he muttered, suddenly spitting out a bit of blood to the sidewalk.
He had been caught trying to steal something from an old museum, and now he had paid the price, but at least he had escaped.
[ Guess who's hoverin' over you, eating a dirty water hot dog, looking completely and utterly unsympathetic? ]
Hey man, you don' look too good.
Hey man, you don' look too good.
[Rolls carefully onto his back, still panting slightly.]
That's what happens when you get ganged up on, you don't exactly look ready for a party. Welll, unless it was a bonda-... er, never mind.
That's what happens when you get ganged up on, you don't exactly look ready for a party. Welll, unless it was a bonda-... er, never mind.
He just prods the Doctor with his foot, not bothering to outstretch a hand for assistance. After all, he was a Time Lord, he'd be fine either way.
"Are you going to get up or what?"
"Are you going to get up or what?"
"Oi!" he winces at the prodding and he rolls to his back before glaring up at him, "You're not the one who had to spend a day and a half in jail getting your arse whipped by huge guys with tattoos... and piercings on their faces."
He groans and pushes himself to his knees, then finally to his feet.
He groans and pushes himself to his knees, then finally to his feet.
"You alright, Doctor?"
This John was fresh out of the jar, out on a nice jaunt on his second day of life.
This John was fresh out of the jar, out on a nice jaunt on his second day of life.
*This would be Rose being...completely unsurprised at you, Doctor.* What happened?
... What? Where did you come from? [He glances up at her, but winces a bit.]
Just got out of jail, actually...
Just got out of jail, actually...
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