A Return to 'Normal'

[nevermindtherunning]

Who: Mina, the Doctor
Where: Mina's house
When: Night of day 85
What: After the Doctor's return to sanity, he talks with Mina.
Warnings: none


After the Master had come and assisted the Doctor in repairing his shattered mind and memories, the Doctor slept nearly 48 hours. Part of that was doing his best to fix the remaining cracks and holes still exposed in his mind, and the rest was out of pure exhaustion.

That morning, Donna had laundered his clothes, and he slowly began eating again, and spent the afternoon fixing a few things that had been mostly repaired in Mina's kitchen. Donna had left in the late afternoon, after the Doctor's insistence he was fine, and he waited for Mina to wake. His pin-striped trousers had seen better days as had his button down shirt with his sleeves rolled up a bit as he sat in a chair flipping through a book in Mina's room.

Privacy? What was that to the Doctor? He had a distinctive disregard of boundaries which was rather ironic given his own in the TARDIS to his companions. Lucky for him, he had a ship that knew what they were, and kept those traveling with him, away.

Comments

[primogen_vampirate]

Being able to feel his ribs was a little bit jarring. Of course, she'd seen his sorry state when she and Donna dumped him in the bathtub, but the situation had been vastly different.

In these days, she rarely dealt with someone whose ribs were practically on the other side. It was a chilling reminder of where she'd come from.

And yet, he continued to kiss her. She would have to walk a line. The last thing she wanted to do was snap him like the pile of twigs that he was.

She'd have to get Donna to feed him better.

[nevermindtherunning]

He would snap back into shape, thanks to a fast metabolism. By his estimate, it'd be a week or two and he'll start looking back to normal and having that endless energy back as well. At least he hoped, but given he had no plans to go elsewhere, he didn't have much choice.

Unless the Master in his endless hunger blocked him.

He mentally shook his head, not wanting to linger on so many thoughts and doubts as he broke away the kiss, leaning back on the one hand as the other tucked away a few strands of Mina's hair behind an ear.

[primogen_vampirate]

"Well," she said, smiling slightly, "we'll have a time and a place for a proper celebration." After he got his strength back. After they figured out how Cape Kore would respond to his return. After she managed to work through some of her doubts. Or at the very least, find a few answers.

And Mina had an inkling of how to go about getting some. He wouldn't like it. So he didn't have to know.

[nevermindtherunning]

"I'm not opposed to that." He figured she'd guess he guess he didn't have much energy about him, and he was glad he didn't have to say something. That's how they worked, or at least how he'd think they did. A mutual understanding.

And if he only knew she was looking for information. He kept mum, but the last thing he wanted was her poking around the Master for information. When one goes seeking, one may not like what they find.

Leaning back forward, he places another kiss to her lips before playfully ruffling her hair. "Time to get out of bed!" And he rolls out himself, although much weaker and slower than what played in his head. Once up, he stretched out his back and moved to the door. "I'll see you downstairs."

[Do we want to wrap up the log here? You can make the final tag?]

[primogen_vampirate]

Mina laughed. "I like having you in the house," she said. Even if she absolutely hated it when people mussed with her hair, which she, even now was smoothing down again with both hands.

"Go on," she said, making a shooing gesture. "I'll be down in a bit. We'll have some tea. Or we'll have some hot water."

[Yay!]