Comments | zion_8: when a Doctor needs a doctor [ota]

celeryboy in zion_8

when a Doctor needs a doctor [ota]

Jan 10, 2010 16:20

He hadn't responded to the message from his older self concerning one Perpugilliam Brown, as opposed to the multiple versions of her he'd already encountered in the corridors of the station. His fault. All his fault. If he had kept better tabs on her rather than allow the TARDIS to drag him to this infernal place without her ( Read more... )

[canon] peri brown, [canon] trance gemini, [canon] five, [canon] arik soong, [canon] data, [post] virus strand plot, [canon] leonard mccoy

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dr_arik_soong January 11 2010, 04:41:15 UTC

Milling around the many many versions of the young woman was a geneticist in a biosuit attempting to take samples, and he heard the Doctor's voice faintly as he was acquiring a vial.

But then he turned in time to see the Doctor drop. "Data! Get over here!" He jogged over to the Doctor's side. Data, who had been organizing the information at a console into something they could possibly use, bolted over to hook his hands underneath his shoulders and start to heft him up. An arm hooked under his knees once he had him in position, and he hoisted him to take him to one of the examination tables.

The young girl looked the same as any of the young girls in there, and Arik took a quick look at her. She seemed healthier than the others, but that could be shock from seeing the Doctor drop.

peri_patetic January 11 2010, 05:48:34 UTC

Why was she feeling so panicky all of a sudden? The Doctor knew what Peri had to do, had told her exactly what to do to help the station. But it was so hard!

She wanted to leave, but she knew she couldn't. Everyone was looking for people who looked like her. They were all being rounded up anyway. So...so...

"I-is he gonna be okay?" she asked the man in the suit, her voice timid. And ideally she was trying to ignore the man with the pale skin who picked the Doctor up like he weighed a little less than a feather pillow before depositing him onto the table.

dr_arik_soong January 11 2010, 05:57:04 UTC

"I hope so. I'm still looking for the base pattern, I need to map out a counter-virus to combat this." He scratched at his helmet as if scratching at his head, taking a good look at the Doctor ( ... )

peri_patetic January 11 2010, 06:29:51 UTC

The Doctor was changing so fast, not like the others she'd seen in the corridors. He wasn't going to get any better if she didn't say anything. And he was so still on that table.

As still as death. She'd seen him like this before. Sometimes if he got hurt, he'd fall into some sort of trance or a coma while he recovered, but how could you recover from turning into somebody else?

Her arms hung loosely at her sides, easily taken for a blood sample. She raised her eyes, trying to look at the face of the man beneath that helmet...

A face that sorta looked like an older version of the pale man who'd helped the Doctor...

Was...was he a victim of the virus too? But ( ... )

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