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It's probably be easier to count when it isn't one of those days, but needless to say, this is one of those days.
The Doctor greets the streets of Xanadu with some confused relief, not sure that he should be relieved. After all, it will be difficult to explain to the quite large accumulation of angry guards, marketfolk, and other people quite ticked off at him why his continued state of survival in their best interests and why they should actually be extremely grateful for what he had just done for their planet. Something that could have been avoided if entering Xanadu hadn't meant that he'd just left his TARDIS behind.
The metal sphere in his hand is the size of a football and lets out a shrill beep that's one part annoying and two parts deeply irritating.
The Doctor greets the streets of Xanadu with some confused relief, not sure that he should be relieved. After all, it will be difficult to explain to the quite large accumulation of angry guards, marketfolk, and other people quite ticked off at him why his continued state of survival in their best interests and why they should actually be extremely grateful for what he had just done for their planet. Something that could have been avoided if entering Xanadu hadn't meant that he'd just left his TARDIS behind.
The metal sphere in his hand is the size of a football and lets out a shrill beep that's one part annoying and two parts deeply irritating.