The Vigilante lifted his head and wiped the tears from his face with his shirt. "He's coming back." Moments later, The Doctor stepped out of one of the corridors, holding a vaguely lemon-shaped object. "Here we go, an atom disruptor. This should keep the Descart in one place long enough for us to do something about them." The Vigilante turned around to look at him, and Rose noticed that he seemed exactly the same as when The Doctor had left, as if the last few minutes had never happened. "Excellent! Can I shoot it at them? Please, please, please, let me!"
"Oh, fine."
"Yes! I've got just the thing!" The Vigilante sped off down a corridor, returning moments later, carrying a high-tech tube with handles. "A thingie launcher!"
"Seriously? A thingie launcher?"
"No, Doctor, it's actually a raccoon that does really good impressions. Of course it's a thingie launcher! Watch!" The Vigilante pulled out the ball he had bouncing, pushed it into the end of the tube, and pointed it at the ceiling. With a sound much like an air compressor, the ball shot out of the tube, bounced off the ceiling, and hit the back of The Doctor's head. "Success! And brilliant aim, if I don't say so myself. Right! Let's cause some havoc!" The Vigilante turned, and ran wildly out the door. The Doctor rubbed his face with his hand. "He's going to get himself killed, isn't he?" Rose couldn't help but wince at the words, as the two of them walked out the door.