http://quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] rude_not_ginger 2009-11-12 11:27 pm (UTC)

Jack shrugged into his coat (it was all that was left of his clothing) and dashed back over to the Doctor at the panel. His heart palpitated like mad, he wondered if he were anyone else if it might cause problems, if it might overload his system. But Jack was no normal human, and his body could take a lot more than that of most.

"Okay!" he beamed, practically bouncing on the spot. He headed into the new corridor and started to run ahead, having to force himself to stop to wait for the Doctor.

The Doctor. Primary goal, look after the Doctor and stop getting so very excited. "You with me, Doctor?" he called back, making sure he was there.

He flicked open his wrist strap but the central battery had been removed, so maybe they weren't so stupid. Maybe this was all part of it, mayb-- no. No he couldn't start to worry, it'd take over him. He needed to focus.

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