Time travel isn’t good on the best day. It tends to bring Time Lords around and as much as Jack loves the Doctor, he’d really rather stay clear right now. He tends to ask all sorts of questions and make faces at him, as if just being in his presence makes his teeth hurt. And Jack can understand that. He’s wrong in every sense of the word, even the good ones, and the Doctor doesn’t really like things that don’t step in time with the rest.
So maybe they’ll just table that for the moment.
Jack sighs at Peter. “Now that I can relate to. All right, just hold still, I’m going to scan you all,” he says before Gabriel clears his throat.
“Not to interrupt your measuring contest but…. Turns out some spiders don’t mind the cold.” The man gestures as the room behind Peter and John. The white surface is glowing black. Very black. Spiders. They’re swarming spiders.
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Date: 2022-07-26 06:51 pm (UTC)So maybe they’ll just table that for the moment.
Jack sighs at Peter. “Now that I can relate to. All right, just hold still, I’m going to scan you all,” he says before Gabriel clears his throat.
“Not to interrupt your measuring contest but…. Turns out some spiders don’t mind the cold.” The man gestures as the room behind Peter and John. The white surface is glowing black. Very black. Spiders. They’re swarming spiders.