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Happy-Fun Splorey Times
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!
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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It cried out for you, for help, and you were not there. And it was silenced.
Do you think those that have trapped us would do any less? Than remove that which could be used to free all of you?
I could bring it back. I can do many things.
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He glared at it.
"You're a liar. Because right now you're pumping out convincing telepathic juju to make yourself seem honest, except I've got two brains here. The human one's feeling it, but the other one isn't. And you wouldn't have to pump it out if you were telling the truth."
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That means I want to be free.
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My word and my undying gratitude?
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"Precisely. And is there any evidence you can furnish us now that you even have the capability to do these things you promise?"
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No.
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"Doctor..."
Six statues. Hands over their faces. Forlorn.
Six angels, weeping, arranged around the stone, facing them.
"Those weren't there a second ago."
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More of them. There was a high ceiling. Tunnels all over. Ledges.
They were in odd places, not crammed too closely together, but there were more than just six and not all in one direction.
And the shifting shadows were growing darker...
"What does watching them do? What are they?"
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He looked around frantically. They needed to get to the door.
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"Because I have one of those. And I don't have to blink with the suit."
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There was a high-pitched whine, then chakoom.
"...Uh, apparently they're not made of normal stone, they're made of unbreakable-onium."
That was a no go.
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Instead, he begins to back away as the Doctor suggested.
"I'm so glad that someone came up with the idea of leaving..." he mutters quietly to himself. "I never would have considered it..."
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When they'd shifted again, they were all closer.
Then shadows--closer.
Rather like this:
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"Okay. There's a way. That way." He gestured vaguely. "Don't look! But when I say run, run."
Pause.
"Run!" And he took off.
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