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The Elder Luke's room, for the elder Tyler Marlocke

The elder Luke's room, being newly occupied, has not had time to collect much. In fact, its main indication of occupancy is the Luke Lump on the bed.

Said Lump is, in fact, awake, in that he is semi-conscious and could be roused to a state of 'more conscious', if necessary.

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"We-"

More murmured conversation. "-We did? And he disappeared?"

...Hopeful 'what can you do?' shrug towards Tyler.

Luke will... just lean against the wall for helpful balance for the moment.

Tyler will just step over to Luke and pick him upright and steady by one arm, looking up calmly as Ross is produced and brought over.

"Thank you for your cooperation gentlemen, I'll take these two out now."

Produced, in this case, means 'dragged'. He hasn't had as long as Luke to recover, unfortunately, so while he's more or less aware of his surroundings, he's kinda-

-yeah.

Which is to say, have another human to support, O Great and Might Lawyer. The leader peers at Tyler. "Fields report that terms of truce have been accepted, and the human military installation is moving out."

Translation: you go now?

"Thank you, I'll just find my own way out." If he remembers those interior maps correctly it's down a different corridor. Ross will just be slung over his shoulders in a firemen's carry for now. Luke can lean on him and lead the way out.

Luke does, in fact, remember the way back to the transmat, largely because there were maps in that database he hacked.

...The transmat is seriously going to give the two UNIT representatives a FUN TIME, notes the narration.

Yeh. Tyler's just going to wish for a moment that he hadn't slung Ross over his back.

"...Luke, you need to puke again?"

Luke is testing the theory that if he keeps quiet and stays still for a minute, he won't throw up.

...It's not very successful.

Blame Ross.

Tyler isn't saying anything, he's just going to look up at the sky as something takes off out of the atmosphere and out of the solarsystem. He may also be calculating the time it will take for the other UNIT boys to show up.

The boys in red caps show up presently. Given that Ross and Luke are busy throwing up, Tyler gets the guns pointed at him again.

...At least, for all of ten seconds while a certain Dr. Martha Jones pushes her way through the ranks. "Stand down. I repeat, stand down."

The guns go down again, and once she's satisfied that Ross and Luke aren't throwing up anything particularly important, she glances at Tyler and asks, in a more or less friendly manner, "I'm Dr. Martha Jones. Who are you?"

"Designation's Moon Shadow ma'am." Tyler replies, with a slightly weary look at the guns. He used to the whole getting guns pointed at him, but really. Tiresome.

"Your friend currently on my back has been given some heavy doses of what I believe to be a sedative for non-terran humanoid mollusks."

"Right," she says, turning to the other UNIT medical personnel just arriving on the scene. "Let's get Ross off for detox. Isolate the drug and run it against the database; I don't want any extra unexpected side effects cropping up on us."

While they get to work transferring Ross from Tyler's back to a stretcher, Martha switches over to Luke, who has, thankfully, finished throwing up by now. "Luke? Can you tell me what happened?"

While Luke summarizes as best he can without adding Milliways or Tyler's origins in, he is helpfully pricked and prodded by more medical personnel. Martha interjects helpful and encouraging comments to keep him going, which eventually leads to: "And where did Moon Shadow," slight nod in Tyler's direction, "come in?"

There is a pause. And then- because Moon Shadow isn't exactly the sort of name a human from this century would go by, and possibly slightly because of the drugs- he says, "He's a Time Agent."

...Tyler has no idea what that is, but he's going to be asking Luke some very interesting questions about what a Time Agent is later. He's just going to give Luke a bit of a Look, and then a what can you do face at Martha.

Really. He's just going to go along with whatever Luke says.

This throws Martha just a bit, but she recovers quickly. "Yeah? And here I thought all the Time Agents went by 'Captain' nowadays."

...Luke would be panicking now if it wasn't obvious it was meant as a light joke.

"Oh you know our type, we make up our titles as needed." Tyler replies, lightly, grinning.

She grins a bit. "I'd noticed. You mind coming back with us to the UNIT base for a debrief?"

It's a little bit more an order than a question, but at least she's still being friendly?

Luke, meanwhile, is attempting to make 'go along with her and I'll sort it out' gestures at Tyler. Debrief, in this, really isn't as ominous as it could sound.

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Luke, for reference, Tyler really doesn't like the sound of this.

"I don't know how much information I'll be able to provide, but I will do what I can."

Have some patented reassuring bedside manner, Moon Shadow! "Just want to piece together what happened, yeah? The withdrawal was a bit of an unexpected surprise."

Luke will FIGURE THIS OUT, Tyler.

Just give him a minute.

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"Do you mind if I stick with Luke for a while? Just to make sure he's alright?" Paniced smile time! Please oh god please let them get enough time alone to get their stories straight.

If she forms conclusions from this? She does not, to her credit, let on. "Be a bit boring for you, I'm afraid."

Sneaky yes is sneaky!

Luke approves.

"After that," Jerking his tumb towards where the aliens were. "I'll welcome a bit of boring with a cup of tea and bourbon."

"Fraid we can't get you the bourbon, but a cup of tea is a definite. All right," she says, giving Luke a hand up and off to the other UNIT medical personnel not occupied with Ross, "detox for Dr. Smith, and he'll be having a shadow for a little while. Someone find him a cup of tea and," more quietly for Tyler not to hear, "run a few tests on him if you can. I don't want any outbreaks of viruses from the 51st century on the base.

"Let's move out, people!"

Awesomesauce doctors who are totally in charge. Gotta love 'em.

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