Yukimura happened to be passing by, having tormented a blond brat sufficiently to restore his own mental balance, when he saw the man hanging from the staircase. He stopped, hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "Did you mean to be there?" he asked, amusement rippling his voice.
"Not necessarily," the Doctor replied brightly, looking up at the speaker. What a pretty human too, one of those fun androgynous Asian types with voices that didn't give any clues. The sword was a bit unsettling, though. "I got a little shove from a time-type happening..." he almost forgot himself and gestured vaguely, remembering just in time to readjust his grip on the railing. "...thing and stuff," he finished lamely.
Yukimura leaned over, his hand moving from his sword to the railing to brace himself, his other hand reaching down. "Here," he said, nearly laughing. "Tell me about it when you have ground under your feet."
"Good idea," he agreed, taking the offered hand without hesitation. No one who carried a sword with that kind of competence would have trouble with helping lift his skinny frame.
It couldn't have taken long. One second he was on his feet and then - lizardsoldiers light dying light silence Romans Amy Doctor forgetting remembering Amy dying the Doctor the fez the Pandorica -
waiting
and waiting, Amy safe Amy alone Rory waiting wars and fires and floods and bombs and no stars and waiting and Amy Amelia Doctor River Tardis Pandorica Leadworth Registry Office Amy, remembering - and then he was coming round on the floor, gasping for breath, people just beginning to turn and look curiously at him. Not long then. It couldn't have taken long.
Two thousand years. Two thousand years.
He scrambled to his feet, muttering vaguely apologetic things to the bystanders as he rushed past. He needed to find - both of them, it didn't matter who first right now. Someone. This had to have happened to the three of them, didn't it? It couldn't just be him...
As distracted as he was, he almost ran past without seeing the Doctor at all.
"Rory Pond!" the Doctor yelled, quite forgetting himself, "What do you think you are doing, running in the halls? I never too you for a hooligan, young man." He was wagging his finger at Rory's back, knowing it was ineffectual, not caring, and knowing he had an appropriate 'absolutely terrifying teacher voice' for making his friend stop and turn back.
Which was helpful, since that stairway went right to the room with the big three-headed dog, and while Rory's Romanicity was still in question, those teeth weren't.
Rory snapped back to awareness with a weird yelping noise, nearly falling off the staircase himself. "D-Doctor, you -" Rory Pond. That's not how it works... yeah, it is. "You remember too? You remember. Oh, thank God."
Sweden watched the new person with raised eyebrow. While instinctively he could tell where someone was from, this person was a complete mystery to him.
Laughter that sounded like silvery chimes could be heard over the Doctor's head as Jenks zipped into view. Gold dust sifted down from his wings as he circled just above his hands. "Turn me. Those stairs can be a little tricky, can't they?"
The pixie fished out a tiny wand from his belt, "I can't exactly lift you, so let's see if this works."
Jenks aimed his wand, "Wingardium levosa!"
((Up to the Doctor how well or poorly aimed his spell is ;) ))
"Oh!" Something was suspending him, appropriately enough from the back of his suspenders. He lifted away from the staircase, still holding onto the railing as he was raised above and over it. "Oh my. I don't think flying is on the list of Things I've Done Lately." Not in this incarnation, at least.
He looked at his minuscule savior, smiling broadly. "Thanks so much, how long does it last?"
Jenks scratched his head, "Hrm. That's a good question. Better get you over the side before it wears off."
He tugged on the Doctor's suspenders, guiding him back over the railing. The charm made him weightless enough that a four inch pixie could move a full grown man to safety. "Levitation charm," he explained. "Nobody really flies around here unless they have wings or a broom. The whole broom schtick seems a little cliche for me though."
"I don't think a broom would be very useful for you, since you've got wings of your own already," the Doctor replied, frog-swimming in the air a little. The weightlessness was more centralized than zero-gravity. He liked it. "By the way, are you a pixie, a faerie, or an alien?" he looked under his arm at his new glowing friend, the motion making him flip slowly upside down. Remembering his manners, he extended a finger, as his hand would be just a bit much. "I'm the Doctor."
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It couldn't have taken long. One second he was on his feet and then - lizardsoldiers light dying light silence Romans Amy Doctor forgetting remembering Amy dying the Doctor the fez the Pandorica -
waiting
and waiting, Amy safe Amy alone Rory waiting wars and fires and floods and bombs and no stars and waiting and Amy Amelia Doctor River Tardis Pandorica Leadworth Registry Office Amy, remembering - and then he was coming round on the floor, gasping for breath, people just beginning to turn and look curiously at him. Not long then. It couldn't have taken long.
Two thousand years. Two thousand years.
He scrambled to his feet, muttering vaguely apologetic things to the bystanders as he rushed past. He needed to find - both of them, it didn't matter who first right now. Someone. This had to have happened to the three of them, didn't it? It couldn't just be him...
As distracted as he was, he almost ran past without seeing the Doctor at all.
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Which was helpful, since that stairway went right to the room with the big three-headed dog, and while Rory's Romanicity was still in question, those teeth weren't.
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"H'lo."
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The pixie fished out a tiny wand from his belt, "I can't exactly lift you, so let's see if this works."
Jenks aimed his wand, "Wingardium levosa!"
((Up to the Doctor how well or poorly aimed his spell is ;) ))
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He looked at his minuscule savior, smiling broadly. "Thanks so much, how long does it last?"
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He tugged on the Doctor's suspenders, guiding him back over the railing. The charm made him weightless enough that a four inch pixie could move a full grown man to safety. "Levitation charm," he explained. "Nobody really flies around here unless they have wings or a broom. The whole broom schtick seems a little cliche for me though."
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