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[championoftime]

Who: Seven and the Joker
What: An amazing faux!mental break-down
Where: The infirmary to Zero
When: After he wakes up from death tolling
Warnings and Notes: Time Lord rage. Multiple threads okay for later visitors because he'll be going back to the infirmary, but the first one is the Joker's go.

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[ahahaaahooo]

[Joker's sitting in his cell waiting for his warden to arrive. He knows the man won't leave it very long. He's almost looking forward to it, wondering if he's managed to push the Doctor past his breaking point.]

[dominie]

YOU! [He snaps as he comes up to the bars of the Joker's cell. He wriggles a finger, glaring at him contemptuously.] You, come here...

[He pulls the revolver from his pocket, the too long object apparently having fit in there with ease. He has a white-knuckled grip on the handle, waiting to see if Joker does as he says.] I want to see your eyes.

[ahahaaahooo]

[Joker sees the gun and laughs loudly, unfolding his legs and rushing forwards to the bars.] Boo! Woahahha! [His eyes roll madly and there's even more manic laughter.]

[dominie]

You reprehensible scoundrel! [Those "r"s rolls angrily off his tongue, scowling viciously as he lifts the weapon. He aims for the Joker's head, taking a step back from the bars, eyes narrowed as he pulled the trigger.

And a "BANG" flag popped out.

The hateful look didn't ebb, though. He kept aiming his pistol with its little adornment now.]

Permission to meet him on level eight before he heads back up?

[rass_bestie]

Surely

[dominie]

[The Doctor, once done with his inmate, starts his way to the elevator. He's still wavery on his feet, every part of him hurts, and he wants nothing more than to lay down. He'd rather do it in the comfort of his own TARDIS, but he also wants to stay by Sam and Prefect.]

[rass_bestie]

[With Narvin having been killing the night before, it was hard not to notice that Seven dropped off his radar for a while there. And harder to not notice his charging down. He had no clear idea what happened, though.] Escaping from the infirmary, Doctor? [He wasn't masking his concern very well.]

[dominie]

Returning to it at the moment, actually. Despite my doubts concerning human medicine, it seems that I'm permitting proper judgement to take hold. [Meaning, of course, that he wanted to be there for the people there. Odd that he seemed worried, though. Maybe he was just used to that particular psychic presence around.]

[alzarian_youth]

Adric, having heard that the Doctor was apparently in one of those explosions he'd heard, rushed to the infirmary.

"Doctor, I heard what happened!"

In more ways than one. He'd heard the explosion, and he'd heard later that the Doctor was in it.

[dominie]

The Doctor pried his eyes open. Or an eye. His face was half smashed into the pillow in the infirmary bed. It swivelled to look at Adric, and he seemed to struggle to find the gumption to get himself to move.

Nope, it wasn't coming.

"Did you? I hope it was at least an interesting story. I didn't enjoy it all that much myself." He then shut that eye, and furrowed his brow against a firey headache.

[alzarian_youth]

"I didn't like it, either." Adric wasn't quite sure what to do, so he reached out and held the Doctor's hand.

[dominie]

He grunted, and then wrapped his fingers around Adric's hand. He was glad he was here, alive, somewhere. That he was a resentful figment of his imagination.

"I feel like a different man, Adric. Not like my other selves..." he groaned after a bit.