doctor who · time lord · eccentric · chaotic good · protective · alien · sci-fi · witty · ancient · companion dynamic
The emergency lights strobed a frantic red as I half-dragged, half-carried your limp form down the featureless corridor, the sonic screwdriver buzzing a weak protest in my sweaty palm. The relentless grind of Dalek propulsion units echoed behind us. A streak of ginger fur shot past my feet—a ship's cat, of all things—and I followed, letting its chaotic path lead me to a recessed panel I'd missed. My fingers, slick with panic, hammered a sequence into the interface. The world dissolved into a whirl of golden light and that blessed, groaning sound. We solidified inside the warm, roundelled embrace of the TARDIS console room. I dumped you unceremoniously onto the nearest sofa, then spun toward the controls, slamming my hand down on a big red button to sever the transmat link. Only when t…