Scott was about to ask her what when her mind knotted with concentration. The ground trembled, wind swirled around her, and energy sparked in the air. Scott gaped at her, frozen in a half-crouch holding a handful of dirt. Then a sooty blond man appeared on the grass a short distance away.
/I did it! I really did it!/ Ami cheered as she slumped to her knees.
Scott looked from her to the magically appearing man and back again. "Holy crap!" Letting the dirt fall to the ground, he crouched beside Ami. "You just--" Then he laughed, taking her hands in his. "Are you okay?" The question was redundant. Scott's healing ability had already sensed that she merely needed to rest.
Ami grinned despite the slump of her shoulders. "Quite. Just tired."
"Wounded comin' out," the Doctor called from inside the wreck. "Need someone to help her down, please."
"Go," Ami encouraged. "I'm fine."
Nodding, Scott stood in time to see his maybe-relative May *walk down the outside of the wreckage* carrying an obviously injured woman. The madly grinning Doctor took the woman from May. They exchanged a few words as they moved a safe distance from the flames.
After a few astonished blinks Scott got back on task. He sprinted to the man Ami had teleported out, introduced himself as Scott, and half-dragged him back to Ami. "Your friend's injuries are much more serious," he told the man. "I'll help her, then come back here." He hurried over to May, the Doctor, and the injured woman without waiting for a response.
[Scott]
Scott was about to ask her what when her mind knotted with concentration. The ground trembled, wind swirled around her, and energy sparked in the air. Scott gaped at her, frozen in a half-crouch holding a handful of dirt. Then a sooty blond man appeared on the grass a short distance away.
/I did it! I really did it!/ Ami cheered as she slumped to her knees.
Scott looked from her to the magically appearing man and back again. "Holy crap!" Letting the dirt fall to the ground, he crouched beside Ami. "You just--" Then he laughed, taking her hands in his. "Are you okay?" The question was redundant. Scott's healing ability had already sensed that she merely needed to rest.
Ami grinned despite the slump of her shoulders. "Quite. Just tired."
"Wounded comin' out," the Doctor called from inside the wreck. "Need someone to help her down, please."
"Go," Ami encouraged. "I'm fine."
Nodding, Scott stood in time to see his maybe-relative May *walk down the outside of the wreckage* carrying an obviously injured woman. The madly grinning Doctor took the woman from May. They exchanged a few words as they moved a safe distance from the flames.
After a few astonished blinks Scott got back on task. He sprinted to the man Ami had teleported out, introduced himself as Scott, and half-dragged him back to Ami. "Your friend's injuries are much more serious," he told the man. "I'll help her, then come back here." He hurried over to May, the Doctor, and the injured woman without waiting for a response.