It probably help that the Doctor has had a very, very long list of memorable last words better than those.
The Doctor glances over as Eva joins him. There’s just enough time for him to throw a few levers, steam spitting out of a crack in the TARDIS’s control console with the sound of a whistling tea kettle (possibly enough time to throw in a prayer), before the ground rushes up impossibly large in the viewscreen. The TARDIS smacks into the ground, seems to skid and then flips end over end until it comes to a rest upside down. As it spins out of control, the Doctor tries to cushion Eva as best he can – easier said then done as the room lurches out from under their feet and does a very good hamster-ball impression.
When he’s able to make sense of which up is up and which one’s all very relative, he’s been thrown to the ceiling, the control console far overhead and dangling bits and pieces of wiring that he thinks might be important. A cloud of smoke hangs there, the Doctor coughing and swiveling around, trying to find out where Eva’s gotten tossed to.
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The Doctor glances over as Eva joins him. There’s just enough time for him to throw a few levers, steam spitting out of a crack in the TARDIS’s control console with the sound of a whistling tea kettle (possibly enough time to throw in a prayer), before the ground rushes up impossibly large in the viewscreen. The TARDIS smacks into the ground, seems to skid and then flips end over end until it comes to a rest upside down. As it spins out of control, the Doctor tries to cushion Eva as best he can – easier said then done as the room lurches out from under their feet and does a very good hamster-ball impression.
When he’s able to make sense of which up is up and which one’s all very relative, he’s been thrown to the ceiling, the control console far overhead and dangling bits and pieces of wiring that he thinks might be important. A cloud of smoke hangs there, the Doctor coughing and swiveling around, trying to find out where Eva’s gotten tossed to.
“Eva?”