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The Doctor, true to form and quite negating his earlier plans to keep a low profile, had decided to explore the city on his own. Also true to form, he was gawking like a natural born tourist fresh off the farm.

Well, if guys fresh off the farm kept up running commentary under their breaths about every single culture they recognized. And if they recognized quite a few, had an apparent habit of internal monologue, and occasionally ran over to point a buzzing little blue stick at seemingly random objects.

He was completely fascinated.

He was also bound and determined to get to the bottom of all this mess and get his TARDIS back. Now.

Ooh, look at that!

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The Doctor had started to tune them out as the conversation devolved into what he considered a my-race-is-better-than-yours competition. As a Time Lord, it was obvious that he was the most powerful, angst-ridden creature present, with the very slimly possible exception of Stacy.

He was much more interested in this 'it goes deeper' business. Backing up slightly he ran and leaped at Jaime's doorway. The fall at the end was hardly graceful, but he sprang back up quickly.

"Right, shall we?"

Scorpius nods and moves to follow.

"That's a very intelligent choice, Jaime. But there's one more thing worth noting... the computer here claims to be able to hear all discussions anywhere on the ship... that we are authorized to go." He gives a small smile.

Nothing further needs to be said on that topic, of course. These individuals are proving themselves to be somewhat intelligent, at least.

Pssh. Humans weren't better than anyone. They were just very good at certain things. That was part of why the Doctor thought they were so brilliant, after all. At things like hope, and courage, and self-sacrifice, at things like tenacity, they were wonderful. At other things, they utterly failed.

Like at not having wars, and not taking the freedom of other humans away, at being nice to people that were different from them, at not doing things for utterly selfish reasons.

Humans rocked; humans sucked. Suuuuuucked. So badly. But you had to protect the stupid people anyway. Because of the good. Because of the vastness of human potential.

But he knew they sucked, and that he was not the best man he could be, and might never be (not that it would stop him from trying). He was a tiny, tiny person, with a tiny bug-rock on his spine, in a very big universe.

His dad always said 'A proud man can learn humility, but he'll be proud of it.'

"It's getting darker," Jaime noted. It was. It was dimmer here. The edges seemed to...shift. Like his vision was going double. Corners were sprouting more corners than they should've held.

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"There... is more to it than that." He reaches out as if to brush his hands through the air. "There are... leaking energies here."

The Doctor frowned, keeping an eye out for movement. "Cooling down, too. Wonder what's in here."

Ever cautious, he got out his screwdriver.

Jaime kept navigating the stairways, it took more climbing now, more guessing to get on the right path.

But he found the more he thought, the more it blurred together.

It was intuition that seemed to work better, choosing the paths to go on a whim.

The scarab trilled at him, confusedly.

"I know," he murmured to it. "It's impossible. I know."

There were too many ANGLES.

"Except that it clearly is not only possible, but it is," Scorpius replies, eying the Doctor's tool. He's not certain what that device is, but he's curious.

"Indeed, if there are different possibilities down this way... we may have located the source of their universal travel."

"Maybe." The Doctor doubted it. "Or we may have found the reason they have all those buildings. Which would be much more interesting."

He didn't pay much attention to where his feet were taking him, more interested in absolutely everything.

The landscape was getting darker...and stranger. More twisted.

More menacing.

But Jaime felt like... something was tugging him along. He was supposed to keep walking. His curiosity was getting almost compulsively stronger.

Almost like something was mess with his head--

The scarab suddenly screeched its warning.

Jaime flinched, as that strange compulsion faded, as it was shut out.

"Something's trying to mess with me telepathically. I don't know if you guys can feel it, too. Like...compelling us along."

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Scorpius hisses as he exhales.

"I feel the manipulation, yes."

"So do I." The Doctor tilted his head and, instead of closing his mind off safely, kept it open and listening. "I'm going to see what it wants."

Scorpius hisses. "I'm not certain that is the best course of action, Doctor."

The Time Lord shrugged. "Only one way to find out. I mean, what's the worse that could happen?"

"Well, besides my brain exploding into jelly."

"That one's pretty bad by itself," Jaime said, but he said that as he started stepping forward himself, down a winding walkway was that starting to assert itself into a straighter route.

"Or you could cause the brains of Jaime and myself to also explode."

Nonetheless, he follows. "However, if you are set on this course of action, I will accompany you."

They seem the most capable here of those he's met thus far. The last thing he wants is for them to die... or, just as bad, discover something important without him.

The Doctor set off with Jaime. "I'm not making you come. If your brain explodes, it's not my fault." Though he'd still blame himself.

"But it'll mess up your plantsuit..."

They kept walking down the winding path.

Come.

To.

Come to.

It.

Come to.

Come.

"I'm hearing a voice in my head other than the normal one..."

But the worst of that strange compulsion, propelling his legs along, was held out.

"Are there any with telepathic abilities aboard?"

"This isn't one of us. This is way too big to be a member of the crew. Older than... well, me definitely." The Doctor carefully checked his mind's protections, still keeping it open, before continuing onward.

"I don't recommend going further than this."

"First of all...I'm guessing if that's supposed to be impressive, you must be older than you look," Jaime said. "Second of all, I can't do that. Superhero thing. You know, bravely wandering forward into mortal peril? We do that. Plus, if it's telepathic, the scarab's really, really good at keeping telepathic things out."

"Yes. A lot older. And this isn't mortal peril, this is EVIL."

He looked at Jaime, considering. He didn't want to lose this new young friend, but doubted he could stop him. In the end, he relented, "If you come, you listen to me. And if I say run, you run."

"Duly noted."

He turned to Scorpius.

"If you want to go back, no one will blame you. And it'd be good for someone to be there to warn everyone that there's something bad in here if it does something to us."

He considers, calculating the options.

He's already impressed by both Jaime and the Doctor's intelligence as well as their apparent power, if his reading of Jaime's energy signature is even close to accurate.

His chances of survival are much more slim without them.

Besides... now he's curious.

"Exploration carries an inherent risk. And without exploration, we will stagnate and fall into whatever our captors desire us to."

He's going.

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