paradisalost | fifty-nine:

[hesitantly]

...Of course.

I did...want to know how you were doing.

I'm at the Danger Room, practicing my shooting. I'd like my gun back for that, if you think I can be trusted with it.

...I'll bring it. We'll see, hmm?

[and we have footsteps as he retrieves it; and then, softly]

I do trust you, Lucy.

[oh god you just had to sign your warrant with that, didn't you]

[after a moment]

I'll wait outside for you.

[well, naturally]

All right.

[and he arrives...some time later? with a weak but fond smile]

[she's leaning against the door, wearing a simple shirt and jeans with her hair pulled back; she pushes away from it as he approaches and gives him a slightly stiff smile in return]

Did you bring it?

[he's still in his under shirt, still in beige trousers; his normal clothes are still stained with blood

his smile fades, then, as he nods, holding it out to her; his thoughts are soft, tender]

Are you all right?

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[her eyes widen slightly as she gets a good look at him, her nostrils flaring just a hair; as she takes the gun from him and turns it over in her hands once, her thoughts come across stuttered]

Should I not be?

[he looks down, for a moment, before reaching out to her]

I was...harsh with you, before.

[she flinches just slightly, having not expected that, and her eyes dart from the gun to the ground to him]

I expect you were being yourself. I did help torture you. I watched while Harry tortured Captain Harkness.

[a slight wince, because all of this is true and he's still angry, and he can't hide it]

Yes. You did. And I can't excuse it, Lucy, but that doesn't mean...

[he takes a tentative step closer]

I said, once, that I would always care about you, and I meant it.

[her heart sort of wants to break, but she won't let it, especially not now; she just looks at him quietly, and thinks just as quietly]

I hope you always will.

[slight smile]

I will.

[her smile trembles just a little before she gestures to the gun she's holding]

Do you think you might be up to a little bit of practice? You did say you would help me, once...

[his brow furrows with concern, but he nods]

All right.

[and holds his arm out to her]

[instead of taking it, she opens the door to the Danger Room with her free hand and nods to indicate he can go in ahead of her with the tiniest of smiles]

[draws it back, looking hurt, but he goes on]

[damn you she's only got two hands and it's a big gun ;_; but she follows him in, shuts the door, and gives herself a second to think "I'm sorry" before bringing the butt of the gun down as hard as she can on the back of his head]

[he never sees it coming before he falls]

[he steps out of the shadows, dressed all in black, and the room flickers into a semblance of the caves of Androzani Minor] Well-done, Lucy. [he gives her a warm, loving smile before bending over Five and lifting him up, carrying him over to a wall with chains dangling from it]

[she gives him a smile in return that isn't as bright and pleased as it would normally be... she rather feels like she did when she killed her brother: sick, but there had been no other choice. Now she feels sick but determined. She gives them a lingering look before slipping out of the room for a few moments]

[he chains Five to the wall, cutting his undershirt off deftly, then places his hands to his temples, forcing a psychic connection the same way he did with Jack]

[the Doctor jerks awake as his defences slam up, but they're weak, battered; his mind is still raw and bruised]

[and he breaks down the barriers easily, grinning at Five with a wolfish smile, madness glittering in his eyes] So glad you came to, Doctor.

[he doesn't answer for a moment, disoriented, eyes darting back and forth, arms straining at his bonds, all automatic, how many times has he been in this position?]

You...

[sudden, anxious determination hardens his features]

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