"No!" The Doctor tried to surge up as he caught that slight shift in Sobek, the Crocodile God turning his stolen face as his hand flashed out. Sunlight flashed off the metal claws. The Doctor had a split nano-second to glance over at Captain Eneesh, the bug turning those beautiful faceted eyes toward Sobek, her feelers still trembling, when she suddenly exploded.
Eneesh simply wasn't there.
The deafening crack that split the air was loud as thunder, ozone and gore suddenly heavy in the air. The Doctor flinched back as blood splattered everyone in the room, a piece of what might've once been Eneesh's arm smacking against the guard holding him on his knees. It left a wet trail against the man's armor and yet he only had eyes for his god and not for some poor bug who had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time. The Doctor turned to stare at the body part for a long moment, his jaw working. His mouth set in a line. He'd already decided something had to be done, perhaps one of those horrid little poetic justices, and that was before Sobek had murdered an innocent alien simply to prove a point.
Sobek had sealed his fate. Given that he was so fond of fate in the first place, the Doctor thought he could appreciate it.
Despite his attempts to struggle up to his feet, he couldn't do much more than squirm and get pushed back to his knees as he watched Sobek move to Vala and Eva. The Doctor's expression had gone flat, the very same look he had when he'd killed all the remaining Racnoss another life ago. Nothing he could do for Eneesh. Yet another person he couldn't save and this time he didn't have the TARDIS to tempt him with breaking every single Law of Time he knew (and some he probably didn't). All he could do was bide his time. Get creative. He was good at creative. Dangerously good at it. Far better than he ever wanted to let on, much less to his friends.
The Doctor tried to compose himself as Sobek continued to speak. He wasn't sure what role Eva had in this, only that for some reason Sobek seemed...thankful? Not quite thankful. No god or false-god was admit to being thankful. But obviously he seemed to think Eva was important and it occurred to him that maybe she and Daniel had accidentally freed the Goa'uld. Eva. Oh, Eva Salazar. The Doctor couldn't tell if he was disappointed or sad for her, because he could see in her body language that she was living that nightmare of hers all over again, the one she'd been running from the day he met her in that tavern over a drink-too-many. He felt his hearts jitter when Eva suddenly attacked the Crocodile God, trying her best to bite him like an animal.
And then Sobek forced Eva to her knees all over again. The Doctor could see even from here that he was applying enough pressure to break bones -- but only just, and slowly. Because this parasite enjoyed it. Because he viewed humans as lesser lifeforms. He'd seen this before in the universe too. These were the exact sorts that the Doctor in all his darkest places hadn't been too sorry to see blipping out of existence, "accidentally" or otherwise.
"Stop!" The Doctor tried to surge again to his feet, somehow surprising his guards by pulling every squirming trick he knew and then some.
Re: PART 2: Throne room -[Eleven] Warning: VIOLENCE
Eneesh simply wasn't there.
The deafening crack that split the air was loud as thunder, ozone and gore suddenly heavy in the air. The Doctor flinched back as blood splattered everyone in the room, a piece of what might've once been Eneesh's arm smacking against the guard holding him on his knees. It left a wet trail against the man's armor and yet he only had eyes for his god and not for some poor bug who had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time. The Doctor turned to stare at the body part for a long moment, his jaw working. His mouth set in a line. He'd already decided something had to be done, perhaps one of those horrid little poetic justices, and that was before Sobek had murdered an innocent alien simply to prove a point.
Sobek had sealed his fate. Given that he was so fond of fate in the first place, the Doctor thought he could appreciate it.
Despite his attempts to struggle up to his feet, he couldn't do much more than squirm and get pushed back to his knees as he watched Sobek move to Vala and Eva. The Doctor's expression had gone flat, the very same look he had when he'd killed all the remaining Racnoss another life ago. Nothing he could do for Eneesh. Yet another person he couldn't save and this time he didn't have the TARDIS to tempt him with breaking every single Law of Time he knew (and some he probably didn't). All he could do was bide his time. Get creative. He was good at creative. Dangerously good at it. Far better than he ever wanted to let on, much less to his friends.
The Doctor tried to compose himself as Sobek continued to speak. He wasn't sure what role Eva had in this, only that for some reason Sobek seemed...thankful? Not quite thankful. No god or false-god was admit to being thankful. But obviously he seemed to think Eva was important and it occurred to him that maybe she and Daniel had accidentally freed the Goa'uld. Eva. Oh, Eva Salazar. The Doctor couldn't tell if he was disappointed or sad for her, because he could see in her body language that she was living that nightmare of hers all over again, the one she'd been running from the day he met her in that tavern over a drink-too-many. He felt his hearts jitter when Eva suddenly attacked the Crocodile God, trying her best to bite him like an animal.
And then Sobek forced Eva to her knees all over again. The Doctor could see even from here that he was applying enough pressure to break bones -- but only just, and slowly. Because this parasite enjoyed it. Because he viewed humans as lesser lifeforms. He'd seen this before in the universe too. These were the exact sorts that the Doctor in all his darkest places hadn't been too sorry to see blipping out of existence, "accidentally" or otherwise.
"Stop!" The Doctor tried to surge again to his feet, somehow surprising his guards by pulling every squirming trick he knew and then some.