[post-Dalek Weekend]

[notamartian]

[The TARDIS rematerialises, like it usually does, just outside the hospital. There's gold dust on the ground all around it, blown up into the air as the TARDIS comes back into full view.

Once it's done landing, the Doctor steps out, a little grin on his face.]

Well, then. Here we are.

Comments

[onthenightroad]

...there you are!

[notamartian]

Hello, Abel.

[you will notice he is screwing up his face just slightly as if preparing for a blow]

[onthenightroad]

. . .

Something the matter?

[notamartian]

Oh. No no, nothing.

Well. The last few people that have come up to me with a smile on their face have then proceeded to punch me in mine. I was just preparing. You know. In case. Not that I thought you would.

[iscrewtothink]

[small gesture to the golden sparkly dust]

Your doing, I expect?

[notamartian]

Of course.

[iscrewtothink]

[looooking to see your agitated companions and such]

And I'm guessing it wasn't so easy for you, either.

[notamartian]

It wasn't the hardest, it wasn't the easiest. It just was.

[vorenado]

[following not far behind Abel]

Did you succeed?

[notamartian]

Of course I did. Hello, Gale.

[vorenado]

Hello, The Doctor. It is good to know they are subdued. Are you uninjured?

[notamartian]

Fit as a fiddle, me. Old as the sun, young as the new day. As ever.

Well. Not literally that old.

How are you? Everything alright on your end?

[mind_screwed]

[drawn by the sudden energy spike]

... Doctor?

[notamartian]

Hello there.

[mind_screwed]

Hey, sorry, I'm not intruding on anything, am I? I just, uh... was wondering what the hell is going on.

[notamartian]

No, you're not intruding at all. It's all over and done with, now. The Daleks are gone. Just dust.

[tobethemiracle]

[just leans against the TARDIS. With Sarah Jane because guess who was seconded as her escort.]

You are in so much trouble.

[a_steely_jane]

No-one is in trouble.

[tobethemiracle]

...oh boy. This could be fun.

[notamartian]

... Sarah Jane.