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The Doctor ([info]fromgallifrey) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
"I've managed through wose than some staked hands," he was brushing it off. He didn't want to talk about it anymore. He wasn't gong to get worried about it. No, wouldn't make any sense getting upset over soemthing he didn't have any control over. The Doctor had lost his train of thought. He couldn't come up with any more bits of his formula. He couldn't think of any more frequencies.

"Alright, now that you have totally stopped me..." he looked sharply at his Cajun, words from earlier ringing in his ears. "I told the other Doctor that I'd handle you. So, what I need you to do right now is calm down. I need you to let this go. I can't have more people panicking, Remy. I can't have more of this place falling apart at the seams. Not right now."

He breathed. "What happened to your throat?"

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