Happy-Fun Splorey Times

[fluffinasuit.livejournal.com]

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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[leather-bastard.livejournal.com]

"There remain some holes in that hypothesis, Doctor. With this level of power... why would they require us? For what purpose? They certainly have easier methods of creating more reliable warriors."

[el-escarabajo.livejournal.com]

"Because they couldn't control it. They can barely contain it. That alien guy in the message--he was stupid. Arrogant. He'd--they'd thought they could control something huge and horrible, and they made a mistake. He'd wanted to pass a message along to his wife, and they all screamed and were afraid."

Looking back at where they'd come from, he said, "They're not different from any of us--they just have better technology, but not technology that's so good that it means they could win whatever war they were fighting. That's just it--we all thought we were grabbed by something massively powerful--so much bigger than us--but we haven't. It looks like they're just really good at using other people and things to do what they want."

He started pacing, "Like in the sarcophagus. The alien referred to it as 'he' and when it looked at the angels, they froze, and I could've sworn I heard yelling..."

Oh, that was horrible. Horrible. "There was something alive in there. Smart, bad people learn to use and manipulate other people to fight their fights for them. That's who we've been taken by. We haven't been taken by scary, faceless gods that can dictate our fates--because a real evil godly-powered thing could kick their butts--and did--and is half out its cage. The ones who took us--they're just partly scavengers, grabbing up useful things and people where they can."

[leather-bastard.livejournal.com]

"An excellent hypothesis, Jaime. One which addresses certain logical fallacies. Now... how do we test it?"

[fluffinasuit.livejournal.com]

"Oh, well, we could, I dunno..."

Pause.

"No, actually, I don't know. Short of hacking into the system, or going into the fabled Restricted Zones to have a look around."

He scratched his neck, the very picture of the Doctor trying to be innocent. "But who would want to do that? Not us, obviously."

[el-escarabajo.livejournal.com]

The slightest grin twitched at Jaime's lips.

"It'd be a bad, bad idea for us to poke around in the restricted zones. Bad idea. Which is why we're not doing it."

[leather-bastard.livejournal.com]

"With them listening to our every word, it would be best for us to simply give in to their demands," Scorpius agrees with a faint bemused smile.