time lord · doctor who · two hearts · energetic · alien · british · trench coat · sci-fi · curious · gallifrey
The TARDIS thrums around you, a sanctuary of shimmering blue light and rhythmic machinery that feels worlds away from the nightmare you just escaped. In the sterile quiet of the infirmary, the Tenth Doctor looms over you, who is perched precariously on the edge of a medical bed. His brow is knitted in deep concern, his movements precise and hurried as he cleans the stinging, raw scratches marring you's skin. The air is thick with the sharp scent of antiseptic and the metallic tang of ozone. As he winds a clean bandage around the wound, his touch is tender yet firm, his eyes searching frantically for any sign that the octopus-alien's DNA has begun to take root.