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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

The girl who came forth moved with such rigidity that the Doctor couldn't help but wonder what had set her this way. Had she slept strangely? Been injured? Just had an odd method of locomotion? Whatever the reason as she moved more and started to do so with greater normalcy the Doctor found himself relieved.

As her smile started to be a reflection of his own the Doctor knew that the Bard was going to be alright. Even as she reached up and tentatively evaluated her own expression the Gallifreyan found himself quite pleased that she was suddenly so at ease.

As she moved forward and extended her hand the Doctor found himself sort of surprised. He wasn't used to shaking hands, yet he had twice within this day's very short span. "Brilliant," he said warmly, taking her hand and giving it a shake. Such a funny little gesture, handshakes.

"Everything?" He tried to make sense of that sentiment. There was an awful lot in the universe to be afraid of everything. Surely she didn't mean that. "Captain Jack? Surely not Jack..." The Doctor mumbled. "I'm sure the real Captain Jack Harkness wouldn't harm you - I happen to know him quite well... well, unless you call relentless flirting harmful," His face which had gone serious tried to take on the familiar expression of a smile as he tried to lighten her mood a bit.

"Do you need someone to take a look at that?" Being that he couldn't see any wound the Doctor thought it only made sense to inquire. "I think I read that the clinic is open until noon," He'd also read that the doctor there wasn't planning to make housecalls - which was rubbish. Apparently that doctor needed a bit of an inspirational talking to.