Doctor Who: The Wounded Earth - The History of the Doctor
Doctor Who: The Wounded Earth - The History of the Doctor
Doctor Who: The Wounded Earth - The History of the Doctor
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Chris McKeon<br />
DOCTOR WHO: THE WOUNDED EARTH<br />
<strong>Doctor</strong>, who adamantly refused to part with his scarf - were dressed in decontamination<br />
suits, complete with hoods and industrial-grade plastic face masks.<br />
Everyone was silent and tense, for one good reason: <strong>the</strong> <strong>Doctor</strong> was in a bad mood.<br />
He had been anxious to rush out to <strong>the</strong> Jet d’Eau immediately, but Lethbridge-Stewart’s<br />
order to shut down <strong>the</strong> fountain and clear <strong>the</strong> area had lasted far longer than <strong>the</strong> <strong>Doctor</strong>’s<br />
patience. With that and any residual loquacity exhausted, <strong>the</strong> <strong>Doctor</strong> simply slouched at <strong>the</strong><br />
back <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> craft, his hat pulled down low over his eyes, his scarf wrapped thick around his<br />
shoulders and chin, and his arms and legs crossed tight and unmoving. But it was not simply<br />
impatience which soured <strong>the</strong> Time Lord’s attitude: it was <strong>the</strong> cold and silent intensity which<br />
hardened his eyes and darkened his countenance, as if he were preparing himself for a<br />
sudden attack hiding just beyond <strong>the</strong> horizon.<br />
Tired <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> unnatural quiet anxiety between her friends, Sarah Jane decided to chase<br />
away <strong>the</strong> gloom.<br />
‘It really is so good to see you all again, you know,’ she said, speaking to her<br />
company in general. ‘We so rarely seem to get back home and visit <strong>the</strong>se days, so I love any<br />
time or reason when we can. Even if it’s a dangerous one.’<br />
‘Yours and <strong>the</strong> <strong>Doctor</strong>’s assistance is always appreciated, Miss Smith,’ <strong>the</strong> Brigadier<br />
replied, an unexpected amount <strong>of</strong> friendliness warming his words. ‘I trust that you’re<br />
comfortable’<br />
‘Not really, but I ra<strong>the</strong>r like <strong>the</strong> yacht. <strong>Who</strong>se is it’<br />
It was Mike who answered.<br />
‘<strong>The</strong> yacht is <strong>the</strong> property <strong>of</strong> one Baron Magnus Major Macsen’ – out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> corner<br />
<strong>of</strong> her eye, Sarah Jane saw <strong>the</strong> <strong>Doctor</strong> lift his head slightly at <strong>the</strong> mention <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Baron’s<br />
name - ‘<strong>the</strong> man behind <strong>the</strong> archaeology dig in Peru which found our mysterious fragments.<br />
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