00:03.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ Now, generally, the Doctor really hates working in the open unless pressed for time, but his space is limited. His feet are propped up on a bench, and he lies with his back flat on the grass. Various papers lay strewn about him, and he's just tinkering away at the robot cat he's built with his sonic screwdriver. It's usual whirring sound is faintly audible from up to about five feet away, and almost buzzing by the time anyone gets within one foot of him. He's ditched his tweed jacket so he's just in a plain dress up shirt and his usual red suspenders (and red bowtie to match, thank you very much) while he lies on the ground. every now and then, however, he pauses and rubs his eyes, or pauses to breathe deeply. some normal people might take that as a sign of sickness. they might be right, this time. ]

... toxins? No, no, wouldn't make sense--unless I accidentally took aspirin. That... wouldn't be good. Ah, extremely very not good, if I took aspirin, but I doubt I did, would've felt it.

[ he sighs, before reaching beside him. there's a rather impressive stack of crepes beside him, and he pops one into his mouth as he goes back to working. well, he did learn how to cook in 18th century France. --no, er, 17th century. 20th, yes, that's right. One of those centuries. ]

Comments

[fierybluebird]

Except toxins??

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

What? No, no, no--no toxins in the crepes! Why would I be eating them, Marco?

[fierybluebird]

I don't know! You were the one who said it!

You okay?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Oh, fine, brilliant, really.

[fierybluebird]

So what happened then?

[Gratefully takes one of the crepes and bows his head.] These are great! Thanks.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles. ]

You're welcome. It's nothing, I just, ah, was somewhere I wasn't supposed to be. Settling back into teenage rebellion.

[fierybluebird]

[Arches eyebrow high and otherwise stays deadpan and nibbles the crepe.]

You're doing some kind of drug? I'll look the other way as far as Disciplinary Committee goes, but you might want to get help for that man. Those things can really fuck with your body. And they're really not worth the experience.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

--what? No, no, no. Blimey, what's wrong with you?!

[fierybluebird]

I'm a pirate. I keep company with all sorts of criminals.

All right, start explaining what's really going on.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

A pirate. Really? Oh, Marco. Well, suppose I can't really talk.

Nothing, I just feel a bit... sick.

[fierybluebird]

Whitebeard crew. [Points to the tattoo.]

Never been sick before?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Very rarely am I sick, and I'm not too keen on being sick again. It causes too many problems.

[fierybluebird]

Yeah, I know how that is. The only time I got sick I caught the avian flu. Closest I've ever come to dying, not pleasant.

Have you seen the nurses yet?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

No, and I don't intend to.

[fierybluebird]

Why not? That's what they're there for. They're not even as bad as Kumi-Kumi or the rest of Pops' nurses.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

I'm different from you lot. I'll leave it at that.

[fierybluebird]

[Small very light smirk.] Well, most otherworlders are, eh? Don't be so sure they'd notice.

Although, I'd like to say no one's noticed on me yet, but that'd be a lie, so just not the nurses anyway.

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Yes, most are, but most also follow some basic guideline. For example, what happens when you take aspirin?

[fierybluebird]

[Shrugs.]

I've never taken it, eh. Why?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

I'd die. Fact of my biology. Hence: no, not going anywhere near those nurses, they've no idea of who they're dealing with.

[fierybluebird]

Ouch. All right then. What about healing magics?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

From what I can tell, they can't cure diseases, they just fix bruises and cuts and the like.

[fierybluebird]

Aha, makes sense. Well, if you don't normally catch illnesses, do you have any clue what this one could be?

[tardytardis.livejournal.com]

Time Compression fever?

[ he's joking. ... sort of. ]

[fierybluebird]

Highly possible.

So rest and fluids and hope your own body fights it off?