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fracturedrp2010-12-02 05:06 am
bluesuit_handy) wrote in fracturedrp2010-12-02 05:06 am
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what.
Okay, so the giant explosion he saw out the window? Can't be good. What's worse, though, is that when Handy hops up from his chair to grab his sonic screwdriver and scan the air, he suddenly realizes that he's not alone in there. Not. At. All.
The hand had arrived in its own bubbly little jar a few days prior, after he'd run into Ianto and heard about the Ood party everyone except him seemed to have been invited to. Not that he'd really minded, because hand giveaways? Not his thing. Made him feel sort of nervous and icky, really, given that he'd been a hand in a jar himself not too long ago. He'd meant to give it to the Doctor everyone else had palmed their hands off onto, but hadn't got around to it yet, and the jar had been sitting quietly enough in the corner of his room since its arrival, more or less forgotten once he'd been distracted by some other project.
Now he's striding purposefully down the street, a bemused and distracted-looking (but thankfully no longer naked, though Handy's clothing fits him very poorly) blond Master in tow. Handy keeps a firm grip on the new meta-crisis's arm as they go, leading him along like a child (which, in a way, he is). The plan is to find the Doctor or Rose and demand to know if they know anything about this, and possibly to try to get them to take this new Master so Handy won't have to deal with him. Thus far, the meta-crisis's meta-crisis hasn't kicked up too much of a fuss, if only because he's more than a little bit surprised to suddenly exist (the fact that his brain is made up of three people and a double meta-crisis and hasn't quite caught up with itself yet doesn't help, either).
The hand had arrived in its own bubbly little jar a few days prior, after he'd run into Ianto and heard about the Ood party everyone except him seemed to have been invited to. Not that he'd really minded, because hand giveaways? Not his thing. Made him feel sort of nervous and icky, really, given that he'd been a hand in a jar himself not too long ago. He'd meant to give it to the Doctor everyone else had palmed their hands off onto, but hadn't got around to it yet, and the jar had been sitting quietly enough in the corner of his room since its arrival, more or less forgotten once he'd been distracted by some other project.
Now he's striding purposefully down the street, a bemused and distracted-looking (but thankfully no longer naked, though Handy's clothing fits him very poorly) blond Master in tow. Handy keeps a firm grip on the new meta-crisis's arm as they go, leading him along like a child (which, in a way, he is). The plan is to find the Doctor or Rose and demand to know if they know anything about this, and possibly to try to get them to take this new Master so Handy won't have to deal with him. Thus far, the meta-crisis's meta-crisis hasn't kicked up too much of a fuss, if only because he's more than a little bit surprised to suddenly exist (the fact that his brain is made up of three people and a double meta-crisis and hasn't quite caught up with itself yet doesn't help, either).