Hopping For Your LifeDoctor to Rose - "Remember hopping for your life?" -More Like This
“I don’t think I can keep doing this!” Rose yelled back as she barreled forward, struggling to keep her balance.
“Just keep going!” the Doctor’s gruff voice yelled behind her. She twisted to see, not easy when hopping on one foot, and found him right behind her, his long, athletic leg taking long bounds in his blue jeans, his buzz cut hair much less bouncy than her own, which kept whipping into her eyes and stinging.
She turned back around and hopped. Her left leg was chained to her waist, bent up behind her. Their alien captors had seemed to think that would hobble them enough to keep them from going anywhere.
She grinned fiercely and hopped harder. Her left butt cheek hurt. She was sure she was going to sprain her ankle and she could hear the howls of their pursuers gaining louder behind them.
“Quick, over the creek!” the Doctor’s husky voice said, right behind her.