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[neveraskedtobe]

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Whoa, hallway, no more pipes or anything. No pool either. Trap, maybe? Can't morph, Yeerks might see. [lol, crossed out when he's better so no chance that actual Yeerks can see] Where are the others?

[insert sounds of someone puking]

[ooc: Hihi, Jake here is sick with a common flu, it's contagious though so. :/ Anyways, halp please. :

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[have a concerned Doctor :D] Oh dear. Are you alright?

[neveraskedtobe]

[here have more sounds of someone puking. :D]

N-none of you guys talk like that...

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[is not put off] Do you need help? ... And talk like what?

[neveraskedtobe]

C-Can't trust people...Y-

I-I should be fine.

...Cassie's voice should not be that deep.

[here have Jake collapse]

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[trying to be soothing] It's safe here; who are you running from?

Oh no. Ah, I didn't get your name-- that did not sound like you were fine. [has heard plenty of people collapse, so that sends him looking]

[neveraskedtobe]

[here, have a collapsed boy...in the 6th floor hallway? Doesn't that hallway always have the bizarre stuff happening to it?]

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[and with a minor delay, here's the Doctor looking rather worried as he spots Jake sprawled in the hallway; kneeling beside to see if he's still conscious] Hello?

[neveraskedtobe]

[He might groan or something, but other than that, not much of a reaction from him]

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[And the Doctor is doing surprisingly Doctor-y things -- checking his pulse and temperature, which he thinks is too hot by human standards. He slips an arm under Jake's shoulders.] Let's get you to the sickbay, then.

[[ooc; TARDIS or the clinic? :D]]

[neveraskedtobe]

[Just goes along with the ride.]

[ooc: Uh...TARDIS might freak Jake out a lot when he's awake...Moreso than the clinic, would he be prepared to handle a tiger fighting his way out of there? xDD]

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[The lift is taking an extraordinarily long time to move, the Doctor sighs impatiently and makes a note to improve on the design later; then there's a Ding!, and he's out with and armful of unconscious teenager.]

[[ooc; Eight would be less worried with the TARDIS, because he knows he has proper medical equipment. He could handle a tiger if it came to it? idk. xD]]

[neveraskedtobe]

[Yea...he's still out of it :/]

[ooc: Sounds good to me then! :D]

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[A few minutes later, the Doctor is carefully laying Jake down in the TARDIS sickbay, then turning to fiddle with the diagnostic scanners and talking, largely, to himself]

Now then, let's see what we can do about this...

[The scanners switch on, and after a few long moments, the diagnostic data is rolling across the screen]

Why, that's just a variant of the flu. A rather nasty one, by the looks of it. Still, nothing that the TARDIS can't fixed up.

[neveraskedtobe]

[Hey, he moved!]

[ooc: :/ Sorry for the delay in that, was caught up else where. :/]

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[is tapping out instructions for the TARDIS to heal his guest, and catches the movement] There we are, you'll be right as rain in no time -- and that is a very curious phrase, come to think about it. Rain isn't always right, or there wouldn't be floods. Anyway... you wouldn't happen to be awake, would you?

[neveraskedtobe]

[He's moving around, trying to figure out what's going on]

Wh-where am I?