002 ☍ ACCIDENTAL VIDEO ( day 154 )

[thatoldthatkind]

--Ahh, sssh, shhhh. [ There's a pause. ] There you are. I can hear you. Tap, tap, tap. Howling. Walls don't howl. Unless there's some sort of crack in the wall. Which, not the sort of crack I am thinking of...

[ The Doctor is seen placing his ear up against the wall and listening closely. A few might be able to pick up distant wails or growling. His eyes go up to the ceiling as he taps the wall with his finger every now and then. ]

Not good. Very not good. This is bad. [ He raises his head from the wall and rubs his fingers together. ] Okay. So, think, Doctor, think. Growling noises usually means animals. Angry animals. Animals that do not want to be disturbed. Probably because they are territorial or maybe because their wounded. If I was a betting man, I would say not wounded. Ergo leaving territorial.

[ He spins around, coat tails coming around him. ] Time to say hello to the big bad wolf.

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[cinereoargenteus]

I do like learning, if you are willing to teach me. But I have been told I make a terrible student.

[Actually, he and his brother Lucas had been told they were the spawn of a heathen god, but he's not going to mention that little tidbit.]

I will look you up again for lessons if we survive the devil dogs, yes?

[thatoldthatkind]

Nonsense! No one can be worse than me.

[ Says he who couldn't pass a TARDIS flying exam. ]

Yes. Lets. We'll make it a date! Except not that weird romantic sort of date that people do.

[cinereoargenteus]

You got it. The other-kind-of-date we shall have. 'Sides, you ain't my type, Doctor.

[He winks and taps the end of his hide's muzzle with a finger.]

[thatoldthatkind]

Yeah? What is your type? Tall, mysterious, hell in high heels?

[cinereoargenteus]

[Garrett busts out laughing. It feels good to laugh, even with dire circumstances like hellhounds running around.]

Nah. Last one had ink-marked face and good with an axe.

[thatoldthatkind]

Sooo tattoos eh? With axes? Why axes?

[cinereoargenteus]

For the same reason I carry around my staff. It was his favorite weapon. Nobody gonna mess with someone carryin' an axe.

[Well, except for Garrett, but he knew even back then that getting into that particular fight was going to end badly.]