After shoving Rose to the floor the Doctor had moved to a crouch, grabbing a chair to try to throw at or knock out whoever was doing the shooting. But Ripley jumped past him.
The Doctor had felt a stinging burn at the edge of his right ear as Ripley tackled Boon. He wasn't sure if it had been a bullet or Ripley's blood, but the reflexive action of touching the injury proved his fingers didn't burn. Bullet then, and it would most likely have missed totally had his ears been any smaller.
But Ripley was throttling a screaming Boone now. His eyes had been empty. He had touched and assessed the state of the boy's mind himself, earlier. Shock, trauma, withdrawl. Definately not in any shape to be find a gun and start shooting.
Kenzaki was trying to stop Ripley from killing Boone now, and she was not acting on her human side.
Ripley was an empath, not a telepath. But he might be able to use that connection. It'd hurt for both of them, though.
*Let go.* Oh yeah, acid across his mental pathways. Worse than human telepaths. *Ripley, let him go. He's down. You stopped him.* He used the same 'tone' he's used in battle, commanding troops and Tardis' alike.
Ripley slumped, Pierson arrive and managed to get her off Boone. She was hit, and bleeding, and he felt... helpless. His own gadgets would be destroyed by her blood. He didn't know anything about xenomorph healing. One simply didn't have the luxury of studying a species intent on killing or seeding anything it came across.
"Jon, Baking soda, kitchen. Neutralizes the acid. Messy foam, but can be washed with water." He spotted Rose getting up. "Rose, go with. Avoid any blood on the floor, specially smoking. Bring as much Baking soda as you can and give it to whoever's going with Ripley. Sprinkle it on the floor where she's bled. Tell them to put it on her wounds."
Now on to something else he could do. Damon was down, and Pierson was already at Quinten. Scott's hand was glowing blue. He was tending his own injury. Right, Damon first, then check Scott. George was up and moving, despite her injuries. Handy ability, that.
The Doctor crouched over Damon and checked his shoulder. He lifted him up to check the exit wound. Clean exit, but biggar than the entrance. Oh boy.
[Doctor] Medical response (tag open)
The Doctor had felt a stinging burn at the edge of his right ear as Ripley tackled Boon. He wasn't sure if it had been a bullet or Ripley's blood, but the reflexive action of touching the injury proved his fingers didn't burn. Bullet then, and it would most likely have missed totally had his ears been any smaller.
But Ripley was throttling a screaming Boone now. His eyes had been empty. He had touched and assessed the state of the boy's mind himself, earlier. Shock, trauma, withdrawl. Definately not in any shape to be find a gun and start shooting.
Kenzaki was trying to stop Ripley from killing Boone now, and she was not acting on her human side.
Ripley was an empath, not a telepath. But he might be able to use that connection. It'd hurt for both of them, though.
*Let go.* Oh yeah, acid across his mental pathways. Worse than human telepaths. *Ripley, let him go. He's down. You stopped him.* He used the same 'tone' he's used in battle, commanding troops and Tardis' alike.
Ripley slumped, Pierson arrive and managed to get her off Boone. She was hit, and bleeding, and he felt... helpless. His own gadgets would be destroyed by her blood. He didn't know anything about xenomorph healing. One simply didn't have the luxury of studying a species intent on killing or seeding anything it came across.
"Jon, Baking soda, kitchen. Neutralizes the acid. Messy foam, but can be washed with water." He spotted Rose getting up. "Rose, go with. Avoid any blood on the floor, specially smoking. Bring as much Baking soda as you can and give it to whoever's going with Ripley. Sprinkle it on the floor where she's bled. Tell them to put it on her wounds."
Now on to something else he could do. Damon was down, and Pierson was already at Quinten. Scott's hand was glowing blue. He was tending his own injury. Right, Damon first, then check Scott. George was up and moving, despite her injuries. Handy ability, that.
The Doctor crouched over Damon and checked his shoulder. He lifted him up to check the exit wound. Clean exit, but biggar than the entrance. Oh boy.