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kore_logs2013-03-23 01:42 am
nevermindtherunning) wrote in kore_logs2013-03-23 01:42 am
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IDK my BFF Donna?
Who: Castiel, Donna, the Doctor, Mina
Where: Donna's house
When: night of day 53
What: The Doctor asks for his friends to bring back his best mate.
The Doctor was anxious, wondering if what he's asking would singly be the worst decision he's ever made. Really, this was utterly ridiculous as he had no access to the TARDIS or anything familiar to him if something were to go wrong. If all else failed, at least he would've had the chameleon arch to rewrite her memories.... Or he'd just have to go hiding them again himself, which he really wasn't sure if he could do that again.
He was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't realize he was causing his knuckles to show white as he squeezed his thermos to death as he sat on the front steps to Donna's house. It was filled with tea, of course, as if that would make matters any more pleasant.
Let's have some friends over, yeah? You, me, Castiel, Dr. Barrett... Donna had seemed fine with the idea at the time he mentioned it in passing to her one afternoon. He just hoped this worked or else he would feel even worse than he had just a couple nights ago after an unfortunate meeting with the Hulk.
Where: Donna's house
When: night of day 53
What: The Doctor asks for his friends to bring back his best mate.
The Doctor was anxious, wondering if what he's asking would singly be the worst decision he's ever made. Really, this was utterly ridiculous as he had no access to the TARDIS or anything familiar to him if something were to go wrong. If all else failed, at least he would've had the chameleon arch to rewrite her memories.... Or he'd just have to go hiding them again himself, which he really wasn't sure if he could do that again.
He was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't realize he was causing his knuckles to show white as he squeezed his thermos to death as he sat on the front steps to Donna's house. It was filled with tea, of course, as if that would make matters any more pleasant.
Let's have some friends over, yeah? You, me, Castiel, Dr. Barrett... Donna had seemed fine with the idea at the time he mentioned it in passing to her one afternoon. He just hoped this worked or else he would feel even worse than he had just a couple nights ago after an unfortunate meeting with the Hulk.