I'm incredibly tempted to retcon and have it just be young!canon!Arthur, negl. lordpratdragonDecember 4 2011, 18:58:16 UTC
Arthur has taken, at this point in the adventure, to just stare at the Doctor with a mixture of awe and doubt whenever he begins to ramble like that, and it's happened often enough in the incredibly short time that they've known each other. He had just been in his room, after all. It takes a lot to grasp and even believe everything he's hearing, but his first thought is what he vocalizes.
DO EEET!!aintno_graveDecember 4 2011, 19:31:23 UTC
"Yes, of course. We are talking about an alien invasion; with the amount I've been in, the invading forces aren't always cookies and sunshine."
Really, he's puzzled that Arthur had to ask that. The Doctor glances back down at the bush and says, with resigned duty, "I suppose we can track the signal back, see how long we have." He points his sonic screwdriver to the sky, it letting out an increasingly high-pitched beeping noise. Only the Doctor seems to know what those beeps mean because his brows furrow together in worry. "Forty-five minutes; an hour at best."
DONE. HAVE AN EVEN MORE BAFFLED ARTHUR THEN, STRAIGHT OUT OF THE MIDDLE AGES.lordpratdragonDecember 6 2011, 06:05:07 UTC
Aliens. Well, there's one question. "What sort of aliens, exactly? I can't imagine they've got talking bushes anywhere else in the world." That's not the point though. If people are in trouble, he can't sit by and not do something. Even if he feels as if he's gone completely mental.
"Alright, first off, what do we need to do. Second...what the hell is that thing?"
STRAIGHT OUTTA CAMELOT.aintno_graveDecember 6 2011, 06:26:26 UTC
"Weeeeell, firstly, we need to negotiate with them. Try to reason with them. A good man never seeks out a fight. If that doesn't work, well -- when life gives you lemon, you make lemonade." He turns his gaze to Arthur, his head cocked quizzically. "And what's what?"
You're talking to the Doctor, Arthur. There's a lot of "what the hell" things on him.
((ooc: Now have the image of a rapping Arthur in this sort of vain; thank you <3 ))
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Really, he's puzzled that Arthur had to ask that. The Doctor glances back down at the bush and says, with resigned duty, "I suppose we can track the signal back, see how long we have." He points his sonic screwdriver to the sky, it letting out an increasingly high-pitched beeping noise. Only the Doctor seems to know what those beeps mean because his brows furrow together in worry. "Forty-five minutes; an hour at best."
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"Alright, first off, what do we need to do. Second...what the hell is that thing?"
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You're talking to the Doctor, Arthur. There's a lot of "what the hell" things on him.
((ooc: Now have the image of a rapping Arthur in this sort of vain; thank you <3 ))
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