And he would be so pleased to know that she thinks of him as her Doctor, though he'd have to correct her, for form's sake.
He hears the response over the line, and repeats it back, already searching for street signs. Where is he? Too far away, any distance is too far away, and he's not going to call a cab, that would take too long. The TARDIS is just back around the corner, and he turns and sprints back towards it.
"Right, Shelterline, West—" Wait. "Shelterline? Are you alright? How long have I—it hasn't been—how long has it been?"
He skids around the corner, and there it is, the TARDIS. He snaps his fingers, and the doors open—a trick he picked up before many of his others, and faster than taking the time to fish out his key. Darting in, he begins prepping the TARDIS for take-off, holding the phone to his ear with one shoulder.
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Date: 2008-11-15 11:45 pm (UTC)He hears the response over the line, and repeats it back, already searching for street signs. Where is he? Too far away, any distance is too far away, and he's not going to call a cab, that would take too long. The TARDIS is just back around the corner, and he turns and sprints back towards it.
"Right, Shelterline, West—" Wait. "Shelterline? Are you alright? How long have I—it hasn't been—how long has it been?"
He skids around the corner, and there it is, the TARDIS. He snaps his fingers, and the doors open—a trick he picked up before many of his others, and faster than taking the time to fish out his key. Darting in, he begins prepping the TARDIS for take-off, holding the phone to his ear with one shoulder.