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The bullet wound in her shoulder had healed rather quickly which always phased her, Phil crossed her arms over her red vest and looked down at it. It was weird to think there was a bullet stuck in there a little less than a month ago. It ached from time to time, putting a hand over the scar she frowned. It didn't bother her in the slightest really, the only thing that did bother her was how quickly it healed.
Phil didn't really know how the human body worked but she was rather sure that when someone gets shot, their wound doesn't heal in the space of three days. The first day she had her arm in the sling and then the second and third day her arm was practically back to normal. Phil didn't know whether Doctor had picked up on this rather odd but interesting piece of information, but knowing him he had.
Raising an eyebrow Phil really took to wondering what skills the second energy within her had, was speeding up the human healing factor one of those skills? Picking up some of her art stuff she took to packing it away. Her room was an utter mess, it was the day after Sernorious and Doctor hadn't as yet busted into her room to see if she was awake. He'd done that each day since she'd been back on board, she fobbed it off as a comfort thing to double check he wasn't hallucinating and that she was actually there.
"Ouch," shaking her hand and glaring at a pair of scissors which she had picked up by the blade she frowned at the cut. Walking out of her room and towards the bathroom she ran her hand under cold water. "Morning Phil!"
"Hello!" She exclaimed back, being where she was she could clearly hear Doctor pottering – more like running – around the console downstairs. Shaking her head she stopped running the tap, and looked at the cut which went from being a bright red, sore looking cut to a pale pink almost healed cut. "This is not normal," muttering and walking down to the console she looked confused the whole time she was walking.
"What's with that look?" Doctor popped up into her line of vision which caused her to jump and look around, instead of answering she lifted her hand up. "You cut yourself? That's very silly of you Phil! You should be more careful you know?" He waved a finger at her and looked at the cut, "When did you do this?"
"About two minutes ago." Phil answered and pulled her hand from his and looked at the cut, Doctor looked at her confused. "I'm not joking."
"Well that's mighty interesting." Doctor put a hand to his chin in thought and looked at the confused woman in front of him. Phil was still holding onto her hand looking at it with utter confusion, frowning he quickly glanced at the bullet wound on her shoulder and then looked back to her confused face.
"Oh god am I immortal?"
"Phil! Seriously I am going to have to prohibit how much television you watch! You and those drama shows..." Doctor trailed off and crossed his arm, she raised an eyebrow at him. "No one is immortal Phil, you should know that."
"Coming from the cheater of death, thanks for that information." Phil said while putting her hands in her paint splattered trouser pockets.
"I am a proud cheater of death thank you very much," Doctor said while taping her on the nose and turning to the console. "Where do we feel like today? Somewhere warm? Snowy...actually we'll avoid that."
"But it's Christmas!" Phil cheered rather childishly while jumping beside him, he gave her a look which just caused her to laugh. "Ok not yet but it is December."
"Doesn't mean it needs to snow, or it doesn't mean I need to get subjected to snow."
"You don't like snow do you?"
"You've got me wrong Phil honestly you do, it's not that I don't like it, it's that...I just don't get on with it."
"Why?"
"Half of the snow I've come across is not real."
"Do you like real snow?"
"Probably no."
"Exactly! So let us change the topic," Phil rubbed her hands together and stood in thought. "Doctor?"
"Yes?"
"You need Christmas decorations up."
"What? No...no no she doesn't get decorated for Christmas." He said with a nod, Phil pouted and shuffled off to the stairs mumbling about him being a spoil sport.
Pulling her hat more on her head Phil narrowed her eyes at the rain, "It's extremely wet." She stated obviously while following the Doctor towards a warehouse like building. Pulling out the screwdriver he scanned over the door and then walked in, Phil was thankful to be inside even though she'd only been outside for a minute. The TARDIS was just opposite to the building they were now standing in.
"Well look what we have here," Doctor said excitedly while running around picking up different pieces of equipment and then looking over scans on computer screens. Phil just stood and watched him, it was amazing really how the simplest things could excite him. "They're mining Phil! Mining how cool is that? Wait a minute...you don't look very amused."
"Well I'm afraid to say mining doesn't have the same affect on me as it clearly does on you."
"What are you saying?"
"Oh nothing," she shrugged and walked down the steps to look around the equipment too. "So...if this is a mining place where are the miners? And the people who clearly sit at these monitors?"
"You bring up two good points, well the miners will most likely be underground no? And the people at the monitors...break?"
"Break?"
"Well people like to take breaks between working don't they?"
"True true," Phil confirmed and picked up something which she presumed was used for digging. It didn't resemble any type of digging tool back on Earth. "What is the name of this planet?"
"Varlpilia, before you ask it's usually raining. This place was all wetlands." Doctor looked around the building, "I am not quite sure when people moved in."
"Is this a classic case of people interfering with nature?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Well in films when people interfere with nature nature has a nasty habit of interfering back."
"Phil you're merging fictional with real life again! What did I tell you about doing that?"
"Yeah yeah I know," Phil pouted and shuffled off to look around the room some more. Reaching out to a door handle she yelped and jumped away when it swung open.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Hello! I'm the Doctor and this is Phil." Doctor pulled Phil away from the glaring man who easily towered over her. Phil side stepped and then took a step behind him, Doctor looked over his shoulder at her and then at the man. "I like your little mining community, tell me where is everyone?"
"Well where do you expect? Mining perhaps?"
"Alright no need for sarcasm," Doctor whined and crossed his arms, the man rolled his dark eyes and then ran a hand through his blond hair.
"Sorry but why are you here?"
"We stumbled in."
"Literally," Phil piped up and looked around them again, it was just weird it was so quiet. A little to quiet for her liking. "What are you mining for?" Doctor asked while moving over to the computers and looking over the screens, the man walked over and pushed him away from them.
"You're not allowed to look at that."
"Confidential huh? I'm running into red tape just for being curious? That isn't fair."
The man groaned and ran a hand down his face, "Come on then, I don't see how keeping you out here is going to stop you from finding a way in."
"Oh well your words have sparked an interest even more so, which means you're mining for something special." Doctor rubbed his hands together and followed the man through the door way where he appeared. Phil shook her head and walked after the two of them, she had the feeling they were about to have a confusing conversation.