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Sobek the Immortal [Closed]
Planet Designation: Kalimba
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Unknown
Sentient Life: Ruins and step pyramids suggest the presence of intelligent life at some point. Currently: Unknown.
Water: 70.2% of the planet's surface. Heavy rainfall/monsoons.
Climate: Earth-like.
Landscape: Primarily jungle and swamp, some plains, severe arctic conditions in northern and southern poles.
Air: Type I (breathable)
Sky: Blue-green.
Warnings: Medium to high levels of megafauna. Watch your step. Conditions in the atmosphere make several forms of orbital scans and equipment unreliable.
Mission: Archaeological investigation of step pyramids and ruins, investigate for signs of source of abnormal energy signature in target area.
The first thing the group would notice was that Kalimba's air was humid and heavy, with a light breeze. The morning had long since burned off most of the mist, and in the distance, clouds lazily drifted onwards towards the horizon. The typhoon season was a long ways off.
The undergrowth was tangled and dense, seemingly impassable in places. Vibrant flowers and vines took up residence where some of the tree cover faltered. With limited sunlight available, it was every plant for themselves. Disturbed by the archaeology group, "birds", each easily half the size of a person and more salamander than avian suddenly took to the air in a flash of brilliantly colored wings. They were gone almost instantly, slicing through the air and leaving only the ear-splitting shriek behind.
The hill sloped down. The cover of trees broke as they came out onto the stone remains of path that must have once been heavily used. Now, just like everywhere else, massive roots and tanglers tore at the ground, slowly swallowing any signs of civilization back within itself. There were trees of all shapes and sizes as far as the eye could see, a rolling wave of jungle and rainforest. Tan and dirty gray step pyramids, all more massive than those found on Earth, and the occasional obelisk rose through the canopy cover like claws, dotting the landscape.
Stac's scans indicated much of the planet was covered in these structures, with the largest in this location. Aside from the archaeological mission, her scans also indicated the presence of an abnormal power that may be of interest.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Unknown
Sentient Life: Ruins and step pyramids suggest the presence of intelligent life at some point. Currently: Unknown.
Water: 70.2% of the planet's surface. Heavy rainfall/monsoons.
Climate: Earth-like.
Landscape: Primarily jungle and swamp, some plains, severe arctic conditions in northern and southern poles.
Air: Type I (breathable)
Sky: Blue-green.
Warnings: Medium to high levels of megafauna. Watch your step. Conditions in the atmosphere make several forms of orbital scans and equipment unreliable.
Mission: Archaeological investigation of step pyramids and ruins, investigate for signs of source of abnormal energy signature in target area.
The first thing the group would notice was that Kalimba's air was humid and heavy, with a light breeze. The morning had long since burned off most of the mist, and in the distance, clouds lazily drifted onwards towards the horizon. The typhoon season was a long ways off.
The undergrowth was tangled and dense, seemingly impassable in places. Vibrant flowers and vines took up residence where some of the tree cover faltered. With limited sunlight available, it was every plant for themselves. Disturbed by the archaeology group, "birds", each easily half the size of a person and more salamander than avian suddenly took to the air in a flash of brilliantly colored wings. They were gone almost instantly, slicing through the air and leaving only the ear-splitting shriek behind.
The hill sloped down. The cover of trees broke as they came out onto the stone remains of path that must have once been heavily used. Now, just like everywhere else, massive roots and tanglers tore at the ground, slowly swallowing any signs of civilization back within itself. There were trees of all shapes and sizes as far as the eye could see, a rolling wave of jungle and rainforest. Tan and dirty gray step pyramids, all more massive than those found on Earth, and the occasional obelisk rose through the canopy cover like claws, dotting the landscape.
Stac's scans indicated much of the planet was covered in these structures, with the largest in this location. Aside from the archaeological mission, her scans also indicated the presence of an abnormal power that may be of interest.
Re: TIME SKIP
The Doctor looked like he'd seen better days, his hair limp with sweat as he caught his breath where he was restrained to the interrogation device. He cracked open his eyes as he caught the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside. Sobek, probably. And...someone else. Too light to sound like s/he was wearing that armor the Jaffa were so fond of stuffing themselves into! So, someone else. Either one of his worshippers or -- and this was probably the worst case scenario -- one of the crew, probably to soften him up so he'd be more talkative. The Doctor prepared himself to tell Sobek to turn right around and find something else, licking his lips and trying to work the dryness from his mouth.
So far he didn't think he'd revealed anything particularly world-shattering.
The Doctor's head lolled against the back of the device as he tried to see the archway. Today wouldn't be any different, he wanted to tell the God. Come back tomorrow, although tomorrow will be more of the same, so maybe you better get on with it. Whatever words he had died as Sobek entered, that crocodile's helmet swiveling toward him, and there was...
Ah. Awkward. The Master.
The Doctor suddenly felt like he was on the wrong foot here (not that he was on a foot, but anyway), blinking and trying to clear his head and shoot the Master one of those what're you planning now? looks.
Re: TIME SKIP
Amusement and disgust, and not a small bit of excitement, warred in him. But he took in the room with a careful, studied eye, paying especial attention of course to the device in the middle and its current occupant... and then smiled slowly.
Well, he'd been wondering what the Doctor had been up to. It was almost too perfect, really. He just hoped Sobek hadn't brought him here to discover the best way to kill a Time Lord, because he had no intention of sharing that information. For obvious reasons: the Master quite liked being alive himself.
"Has he yielded anything useful?" he asked Sobek, his eyes not straying from the Doctor's deliciously tortured visage.
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Neither the Doctor nor Smith had expected each other. Clearly. Smith, Sobek was convinced, knew the Doctor more intimately than he let on, had even lost control when it came to talking about him in front of his host long ago. Daniel watched the two through their eyes. Even he wasn't sure what Smith would do or what he meant to the other man. He did know what Sobek had in mind. It didn't meant well for either of them, even if Smith succeeded.
The crocodile's stylized metal face remained pointed towards the machinery, eyes burning, but inside Sobek was watching their reactions, Smiths' especially, that split second before anyone could control themselves.
"This is your first task. Prove your faith."
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Besides, he had feeling he knew what Sobek meant by “proof”.
He didn’t doubt that the Master could do it. Enslave a few planets here and there, amongst other things, and this was really quite a small thing. But he hoped the Master would at least not leak silly things like Gallifreyan technology or their long, boringly deadly history to a beast like this God.
For once the Doctor didn't start rambling about anything under the sun. Instead his eyes just slid from Sobek to the Master, fixing on the other Time Lord and for a moment there was a flicker of that old spark, almost as if he was challenging the Master to do the right thing.
What the "right thing" was, well. Bit of a gray area there. In that plan turning into Plan thing, hopefully.
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It was only a glance, though, before he moved over to the machine decisively and began inspecting the controls, nodding with approval and pointedly ignoring the Doctor's looks. It didn't take him long, of course, to puzzle out how it worked. Soon his fingers were dancing over those controls.
He did look up, eyes meeting the Doctor's, mouth twisting up in a smirk and the drums thundering in anticipation, as he entered the final command into the machine. He didn't want to miss a single second of this.
Re: TIME SKIP
Given time, Smith figured out the very basic controls. Better, he figured out what his task was. Now it only took the entry of the command to take the first step towards showing himself faithful. The System Lord had made sure that Smith didn't have access to anything sensitive or anything that would kill the Doctor. He would not waste his God's time trying to conduct an interrogation.
This was merely a demonstration, to prove himself, to both his God and to his former crew where he stood.
For the Doctor, several things happened at once. Something metal and slimy, like a slug, pressed right against his temples and a metal cord coiled around his neck. The first began to produce a high pitched sound against the side of his head, growing increasingly painful. While the noise grew, what might have been a pleasant warmth from the coils began to grow, burning hotter and hotter.
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He choked on his gasp as the plug against his head squealed at a frequency that felt like it was tailored to making a Time Lord's brain boil inside his skull, the coil around his neck burning as he tried to spasm away and found that it was all rather difficult when you were effectively tied down. The Doctor jerked against the restraints. Agony coursed through him starting from his head and working his way down to his toes and then right back up again because apparently this was a round-trip marathon and no one had the courtesy to tell him anything.
It took him a long while to realize that eventually the machine had shut off, perhaps on a timer. Perhaps Sobek had enough time to start getting it through that helm that Time Lords were different and that he needed to adjust his approach.
The Doctor coughed, chest heaving as he opened his eyes, struggling to breathe as his hearts fluttered. Head hurt. Thinking hurt and while that was normally a good thing because it meant he'd actually been given a challenge, this...probably wasn't one of those times. Right. The Master and Sobek. He was just starting to remember where he was, his limbs trembling as he tried to get his body under control.
He might need more than a moment to find his voice again, his hair slicked down with sweat as he tried to make sure his brain hadn't liquified. It hadn't, right?
Re: TIME SKIP
The whole process was making him feel so much better-- watching the Doctor writhe in clear agony, helpless to stop the assault on the senses. But it was over far too soon, and the Master reached for the controls again, eagerly. Not even giving the Doctor a moment to collect himself.
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The Doctor had proved resilient to this point. A simple procedure such as this would not get him to talk. Kill him maybe. Enough stimuli and he could stop both of those hearts. Sobek remained unconcerned. Death was not something a God needed to concern themselves, not when they had the ability to control life and death. What the God noticed was Smith's reaction to his test.
Smith's getting off on it, Daniel thought. Daniel watched alongside the System Lord with something like surprise and then disgust. Daniel may not have been as experienced with sadism in its purest form before Sobek. Now he was. Intimately. He saw it playing out in their minds constantly, daydreams, glories of the past, plans for the future, all violent and reveling in the gore, but that was a Goa'uld for you, and an old one at that. Seeing it so blatantly on another crew member's face wasn't something the vessel expected. Sobek's mouth twisted with displeasure behind the mask.
The slave wasn't doing this for his God's sake. He even reached for the controls, as if his God had given him permission to do so.
The guards that came in with Sobek and Smith stepped forward and swung their staff weapons at the back of Smith's knees, intending to stop him and bring him kneeling to the ground, show him that was where he belonged.
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"Of course. My apologies."
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"You are done here at present, slave." No sign that he'd passed or failed. The fact that he was still alive was a good sign, but the System lord didn't seem quite convinced that he could be fully trusted. He could be useful. But trusted to serve him as faithfully as those born into servitude for the Crocodile God? That remained to be seen.
The God left the Doctor where he was and turned to leave. "Come. You will entertain your God."
Re: TIME SKIP
It was humiliation or death, and for a moment the Master hung back. When the guards prodded him forward, though, he followed suit reluctantly, trailing behind Sobek but his eyes hungry and fixed on the Doctor as he exited the chamber.