Jun 11, 2010 03:05
[the past few days haven't been some of the Doctor's favourites, not by any means. after days spent in isolation where the lack of food, water and sleep didn't seem to bother him whatsoever since he doesn't need any of them nearly as often as humans do (though, the First did get creative in their means of testing his endurance in there...), then refusing to answer questions (or answering them with entirely ridiculous answers that only make sense to him, rather), he's finally appeared back in his cell. he lies on his stomach, limbs splayed around him, and his suit torn, burnt, and bloodied in areas. he doesn't move for immediately, but anyone watching him now through his Sphere probably can see the claw marks on his hands, arms and back beginning to heal. how much of that is thanks to the Doctor's natural healing abilities or because of what the First is using to treat wounds remains to be seen]
[he lets out a groan finally, and slowly starts to push himself into a sitting position. he's unaware of the Sphere being on as his back is to the the device, but he's more than certain the First are watching him through their own surveillance systems and he growls in a low, dangerous voice:]
Once I'm free, you'll realise just how big a mistake you made trapping me in a place like this... If you knew what was best for you, you wouldn't hang around here much longer because I am getting out of here--and then I'm coming straight for you.
!plot: fool me once...,
the doctor (tenth) [ru]