A New Point Of View

((just gonna start to come out of the drug because im having a hard time replying..))

Robin felt the slight movement stop. Okay, then she was put down right? She wanted to frown, to do something, but she couldn't because of whatever stupid pill they gave her. She could barely think straight! Opening her eyes slowly, she saw that her blurry vision had cleared up a bit since the last she saw it. Well that was something. Maybe she could try and focus on moving something now? She closed her eyes again, even willing to let her concentration on her thoughts slip to try and force her fingers to move, something that actually took will power to do, unlike blinking. Her index finger twitched, and that was good enough for her. Enough to let her use her energy on her thoughts again - which reminded her. Where was the Doctor? Where'd he go?

Robin's eyes opened a bit at the sound of footsteps. Alright, so her hearing was coming back a bit, too. And apparently so was the Doctor. She let her eyes slip closed again, not wanting her thoughts to slip, too. The last time she couldn't think for herself.... No, just no. Taking in a breath, she tried to make some noise, maybe a word if she was lucky enough to get her lips to move. All she could get out was a whimper, yet again, although this time it was considerably louder. Promising enough. God, she was frustrated not being able to communicate. Just stuck to her own boring thoughts in her own boring head. This drug better clear up fast...

Robin felt a small wave of relief wash over her at the Doctor's voice. Alright, maybe he could do most of the communicating for her. She forced her eyes to open as wide as she could get them, which wasn't very impressive. She looked back and forth, trying to see where she was, but finding her vision still to blurry to tell exactly. Probably the Med Bay, though, that'd make sense. Glancing up at the Doctor's face, she blinked slowly, trying to reassure him she was alive or whatever he was actually looking for. She still felt like something was missing, but she couldn't put her finger on it, so she thought maybe that was what he was talking about...

Robin's eyes snapped shut, the appearance of the Doctor causing her concentration to slip. Okay, this would be easy, right? Just whatever she remembered. But how was she going to do anything? Just think? Well it was worth a shot. She tried simply thinking of what she saw, staring at where she felt things going wrong. She thought of how the pill slowly numbed her senses, then... After that everything was just too blurry. She could vaguely remember being pushed somewhere, then being laid down and strapped to something and... The needle. Her mind quickly flashed with images of Sonya drugging her, creating her fear of them, before coming back to the much more fuzzy memory of the IV being stuck in her arm. She quit after that, thinking that was about when he came in, right? Her head began to ache again as her concentration was at its peak so far, the pressure of the Doctor's presence making it hard to maintain.

Robin took the moment of peace as the Doctor left her mind alone, then got back to business. The faster they could figure out what was going on, the better. Did they what? Cut her? She didn't remember it... but she didn't want to just say no, because what if they did? What if they actually cut her open and she didn't know? She thought on what she could do, because he didn't exactly give her another choice on an answer... Frustration building, she slowly blinked three times, then let her eyes drift shut. Maybe she should try talking again? No, not until she was sure. No more wasted energy on whimpers.

Robin felt herself leaning up slowly, the glass of the cup touching her lips. Oh come on, not more drugs.... Slowly lifting her eyelids, she looked down at the cup, wanting to make sure she knew what she was drinking before she did. She didn't actually have any idea what was in the cup... So... That didn't help much. She closed her eyes, using her strength to force her mouth open and let the medicine in. It sat in her mouth a moment as she let her lips slam shut, her throat trying desperately to swallow. Lucky for her, she actually did before she choked on it. Oh God, that was gross.

Robin left her eyes open as she laid back down, her vision clearing a bit with every blink. Her hearing was starting to come back too,  that was good. She tried to move her fingers about, finding that something was on her wrist, but not bothering to look down and see. Her fingers raised slightly from their relaxed position, causing her to smile a bit. Smile, she smiled. Whatever he just drugged her with was working fast, that's for sure. She wondered if she could talk now... Opening her mouth, she tried to form the word. Just a simple word. "D.. Doc..." She fell into a coughing fit, her lungs simply refusing to allow her the proper air yet. Pity. Calming down, she slowly tilted her head to look down at her wrist, not knowing what he was doing until she felt her heart rate start to increase a bit. That wasn't the most reassuring feeling in the world...

Robin's eyes widened at the sight of ANOTHER needle. "N-n-n-no.." She tried to move away, but her frantic heart told her she should let him. But it was a needle! No, no more! She hissed in pain as he injected it into her, her eyes slowly shutting as she passed out. Oh gosh, was she going to kick is butt when she woke up...

Robin groaned, her eyes blinking open slowly, not welcoming the light of the room. What... What just happened? Oh... right. She frowned, sitting up and rubbing her eyes before forcing them open to get them adjusted to the light. "Doctor?" She called weakly, blinking her eyes as she searched for him. Glancing down at her arm, she sighed, holding her hand gently over the twin bruises forming there from everything she had happen to her today. Something felt off, though... like something was missing... what? What was it?

Robin frowned up at him, wincing at the soreness as she rubbed in the cream. "What's going on Doctor? Something's going on and I don't know what it is. I-I feel like something... something's missing... And that IV from the center, what was that?" She finished applying the ointment, casting a quick glance down at it before locking eyes with him before he had the chance to turn around. "What's going on, what am I missing here?" She would have been up by now if he hadn't told her to stay put, but of course she was stuck there. "And if you've forgotten, I'm still addicted..." Her scowl morphed into a sort of pout for a second as she realized. "... I'm scared..."

Robin froze in shock. Will... they took away... her free will... The thought on its own was scary, not to mention feeling it. "But... Doctor... I'm still addicted, what if I don't have will by the time the cravings come? What if I just take it?" She pulled her knees up to her chest for what seemed like the millionth time that day. "You're lucky I'm not kicking your butt right now for using a needle on me..." She sighed, knowing she probably wouldn't anyway, but she didn't have the choice if she didn't have will now did she?

Robin groaned, falling to her back on the cot. "So not only am I gonna be cooped up in here, I'm gonna be going through withdrawals. Brilliant." Sighing, she shot a glance at the Doctor, wondering exactly what having no will would mean? Would her conscience just not work and let her body do everything out of instinct? Or was it just gonna be like that Earth movie she saw once... If it turned out to be like that, and he abused it, she was definitely kicking his butt later. "Do I have to sit here all day? There's got to be something to do while I'm waiting, because this is borrrinnggggg." She frowned, crossing her arms and staring down at her toes. Well... her shoes, since she didn't kick them off. 

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Robin frowned, finding herself thinking of past adventures she had. Places she went and saw before Sonya did the thing. Well that was odd, she didn't even want to bother thinking of it in fear of having to compare it to the situation she was in now, but alright then... She also suddenly felt like she was just going to sit there. Weird, just a second ago she... wait. Oh god, it was going to be like that one movie, wasn't it? She sighed, putting her face in her hands and just dealing with it. "Good job, Doctor..." She murmured into her palms, muffling the sound enough to where the Time Lord hopefully couldn't understand it.

Robin snickered, just not being able to pass up the opportunity to tease him. "So impressive. Sometimes you even manage to land in the right century, and maybe even the right galaxy!" She decided she should stop there, otherwise she'd burst out laughing, and that wouldn't be good on his ego. It might be able to take it! That thought alone sent another small giggle out of her mouth. "Really, though, it is pretty impressive. I can't really say how much, considering I honestly don't know how she works, but for one person to manage to get around all of those controls is rather impressive." Her shoulders lifted into a shrug, not wanting to give him the impression that she admired him. Even though she sort of already did, she'd been around him long enough to know that he gets cocky when his ego inflates. Cocky usually meant trouble in some way - heck, she probably already started something with that.