the Doctor (captoftardis) wrote in marinanova, @ 2016-12-03 12:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | kitty pryde (aoa), the doctor (ten) |
Day 404 | Action | Open
Well this certainly had been a day of physical exhaustion and sprinting. It started off early in the morning (given the Doctor never slept more than a couple hours at a time, if he even did), in which he tried leaving his room only to have the door open part way.
Donna's insult of 'skinny streak of nothing' has certainly come in handy, allowing him to squeeze through the doors and continue down the hall. However, other automatic doors opened even less, making it increasingly hard for the Doctor to make his way around. There was even a few times of pulling doors open enough to allow him to pass, or if someone was already walking, he'd yell for them to wait as he dashed through as if running for his life in fears he'll eventually be trapped in a corridor at some point.
And here he was sitting on the floor huffing and puffing and missing a shoe and possibly a button to his jacket with doors shut behind him. "Bugger of a door." He muttered, giving it a glare.
Where was a sonic screwdriver when you needed one?!