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Remy LeBeau (ace_of_clubs) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"Well i's workin'." He declared sharply, that hand curling into a fist on the desk when the Time Lord's hand came to rest atop it. He couldn't believe the Doctor wasn't taking this seriously! .. Okay, yeah, he could believe that, but still! He had to understand that Remy was worried because it was the Doctor, and the Doctor would be similarly worried if they'd been threatening the Cajun, instead of him. That was how it worked. And it worked so well.

"Han's heal, Docteur, ot'er t'in's don'. Ha' 'dat done nine years 'go, an' I still ain' okay." Nine years. He was twelve or thirteen when it had happened, depending on his age now. Just a kid, Doctor. More so than he was now, at any rate. "'Dey do 'dat t' you an' you ain' gonna 'heal' nei'ter." Take him seriously, Doctor. Please. He had that desperate look in those strange eyes.