He slid off after the Doctor, not giving him time enough to get to his feet. He wasn't done, not by a long shot. He kicked him viciously in the side, and knelt, aiming to pin him with a well placed knee on his chest.
He grabbed him roughly by the face, too far gone to even care that the Valeyard would wonder about the damage later when he woke. That he would know something was wrong about the pain he'd be in. A part of him perhaps noted this would happen, and relished the idea. Inflicting even a fleeting amount of agony on that creature was worth the risk. He wanted, so badly, to tear it apart with his bare hands, but he couldn't.
He couldn't because, deep down, it was the Doctor. He was the Doctor.
"A year on the Valiant," he began, voice low. "And all you ever offered was silence and forgiveness. Then you're left with this thing that tears apart the universe you love, and all you can do is lie here and take it? That isn't the Doctor I know. Do I have to remind you? What will it take to bring him out of you again? Because this isn't it."
His grip tightened, and he moved to slam the Doctor's head back against the floor from where he held his chin in his hand. "You are not the Doctor. You're not even his shadow."
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Date: 2011-12-21 03:17 am (UTC)He grabbed him roughly by the face, too far gone to even care that the Valeyard would wonder about the damage later when he woke. That he would know something was wrong about the pain he'd be in. A part of him perhaps noted this would happen, and relished the idea. Inflicting even a fleeting amount of agony on that creature was worth the risk. He wanted, so badly, to tear it apart with his bare hands, but he couldn't.
He couldn't because, deep down, it was the Doctor. He was the Doctor.
"A year on the Valiant," he began, voice low. "And all you ever offered was silence and forgiveness. Then you're left with this thing that tears apart the universe you love, and all you can do is lie here and take it? That isn't the Doctor I know. Do I have to remind you? What will it take to bring him out of you again? Because this isn't it."
His grip tightened, and he moved to slam the Doctor's head back against the floor from where he held his chin in his hand. "You are not the Doctor. You're not even his shadow."