Dinosaurs On A Spaceship pt.2

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"I was attacked. Three raptors. They cornered me. The robots rescued me but it was nearly too late."

"Ah yes, the robots. They're unusual" the Doctor says.

"I got them cheap from a concession on Alyria Seven. The robots did as best they could with my legs, but you can help me so much more."

"Oh. A doctor doctor. I see. Let's have a look" I walk over and look at Solomon's legs.

"They chewed through part of the bone in my legs."

"Yes. Very nasty" the Doctor says.

"But you can repair them."

"If you tell us how you came by so many dinosaurs" I smile.

"Injure the older one."

"What?" the Doctor and I say, a robot shoots Brian in the left shoulder.

"Dad! Dad! It's all right, Dad. It's ok" Rory says.

"We don't respond well to violence, Solomon" the Doctor says.

"And I don't like questions, Doctor and Seer. You both boarded without my permission. Now, fix me, or the next bolt will be fatal" Solomon says.

"I will take you apart cog by cog and melt you down when all this is over," Rory says pointing to a robot.

"Oh, I'm so scared. Actually, I might be. A little bit of oil just came out."

"Now, stay still. It's just a burn, it's nothing serious."

"What's that?" Brian asks.

"You carry a trowel, I carry a med-pack. It's all about the pockets in our family. This is an ice patch. It cools the skin" Rory says.

"Never seen one of those."

"I pick up cool stuff wherever we go. For some people it's cars and hardware, for me it is nursing supplies. Now, painkiller. This won't hurt."

"Ow."

"I lied. It won't hurt from now on, though. All right, you're done" Rory says.

"Thanks."

"It's all right. You get to see my awesome nursing skills in action for once" Rory's phone rings.

"What's that?"

"Your phone's ringing. In space" Brian says.

"You get used to it. I have to take this. The wife. Hello, missus" Rory says into the phone.

"Where are you" Amy asks.

"Still on board. Met some pterodactyls and some rusty robots I'm going to melt down."

"Rory, this is a Silurian ship" I am working on one of Solomon's legs, while the Doctor works on the other.

"How did you two get on board?"

"Oh, we never talk about ourselves with a gun pointed at us. Let's talk about you. Your cosy little craft embedded in a vast old ship" the Doctor says.

"You're very observant."

"I'm a Sagittarius, probably" the Doctor mutters.

"I'm transporting it to the Roxborne Peninsula" Solomon says.

"A commerce colony. You're a trader" I say.

"I search out opportunities for profit across nine galaxies."

"Ah, the purple light. That's what it was. An IV system, identifying value. The database of everything across space and time allocated a market value. Argos for the universe. You were trying to find out how much me and the Doctor are worth" I chuckle.

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