Daemon Muses: We're on the bloody moon!
Write about a hospital visit.
The Doctor's back in his suit again - he's saved the world in pyjamas once before, twice would probably be a bit much. That, and Loreana would mock him. He's always been good at a quick change of clothes anyway.
There's only a thin curtain between himself and that medical student from before, and he can hear her and her friend talking - Loreana's listening more intently than he is, peeking around the curtain at them, but Loreana usually does.
"If the air was going to get sucked out it would have happened straight away, but it didn't. So how come?"
The Doctor straightens his tie, flashes a grin at Loreana, and throws back the curtain. At his knee, Loreana mutters, "Oh, the drama... Here we go."
Ignoring her, the Doctor says brightly, "Very good point! Brilliant, in fact." He bounds forward, to the window, peers out for a second before turning to give her a quick smile. "What was your name?"
The Doctor's back in his suit again - he's saved the world in pyjamas once before, twice would probably be a bit much. That, and Loreana would mock him. He's always been good at a quick change of clothes anyway.
There's only a thin curtain between himself and that medical student from before, and he can hear her and her friend talking - Loreana's listening more intently than he is, peeking around the curtain at them, but Loreana usually does.
"If the air was going to get sucked out it would have happened straight away, but it didn't. So how come?"
The Doctor straightens his tie, flashes a grin at Loreana, and throws back the curtain. At his knee, Loreana mutters, "Oh, the drama... Here we go."
Ignoring her, the Doctor says brightly, "Very good point! Brilliant, in fact." He bounds forward, to the window, peers out for a second before turning to give her a quick smile. "What was your name?"