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trans_92012-01-31 05:24 pm
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Sobek the Immortal: Bringing a God to His Knees [Closed]
Who: Daniel Jackson, Vala Mal Doran, Eva, The Master, Eleventh Doctor, Jamie McCrimmon
Where: Kalimba (planet side)
Summary: A small crew goes on an archaeological expedition to a jungle planet, where System Lord was imprisoned. Taking Daniel as his host, he captures the crew and tortures them, while rebuilding his fleet.
Warnings: Violence, torture, gore
((Part One and Part Two here))
As time drew on, there was no sign of Stacy, rescue parties or of a single landing pods. The typhoon season approached closer with each day, rain and wind spattering the leaves on some days, varying between intense heat and humidity on other days. The megafauna in the jungles had grown more active too. The earth rumbled under their feet as they starting their migration amidst hooting calls and croaks. Throughout the varying weather, one thing remained constant. The hive of activity around the three step pyramids never ceased, slaves either taking shifts or in the most fanatical cases, working themselves near to death or to death. It was like this all across Kalimba. The call had gone out with the instructions for the slaves: work was to begin on restoring the Crocodile God's fleets underneath each step pyramid all across the planet. They were his Chosen, his Children, and he would ensure they were rewarded for their faith.
The complex swarmed with slaves and guards moving weapons and parts. Sobek and his personal guards were also in and out more often as the fleet began to take shape, often traveling to other sites to check on progress. Stones fell away from each ship as far as the eye could see. More and more of each ha'tak was revealed, while lines of human bodies went inside to work on the interiors. If the number of step pyramids that towered through the jungle were any indication, his fleet would be massive.
((same as Part 2: run your own posts with each other, more private threads with Sobek are available at the start. Part 3 does not have to immediately include end-plot stuff. If you want more CR amongst each other or your character being messed with by Sobek, please do!))
Where: Kalimba (planet side)
Summary: A small crew goes on an archaeological expedition to a jungle planet, where System Lord was imprisoned. Taking Daniel as his host, he captures the crew and tortures them, while rebuilding his fleet.
Warnings: Violence, torture, gore
((Part One and Part Two here))
As time drew on, there was no sign of Stacy, rescue parties or of a single landing pods. The typhoon season approached closer with each day, rain and wind spattering the leaves on some days, varying between intense heat and humidity on other days. The megafauna in the jungles had grown more active too. The earth rumbled under their feet as they starting their migration amidst hooting calls and croaks. Throughout the varying weather, one thing remained constant. The hive of activity around the three step pyramids never ceased, slaves either taking shifts or in the most fanatical cases, working themselves near to death or to death. It was like this all across Kalimba. The call had gone out with the instructions for the slaves: work was to begin on restoring the Crocodile God's fleets underneath each step pyramid all across the planet. They were his Chosen, his Children, and he would ensure they were rewarded for their faith.
The complex swarmed with slaves and guards moving weapons and parts. Sobek and his personal guards were also in and out more often as the fleet began to take shape, often traveling to other sites to check on progress. Stones fell away from each ship as far as the eye could see. More and more of each ha'tak was revealed, while lines of human bodies went inside to work on the interiors. If the number of step pyramids that towered through the jungle were any indication, his fleet would be massive.
((same as Part 2: run your own posts with each other, more private threads with Sobek are available at the start. Part 3 does not have to immediately include end-plot stuff. If you want more CR amongst each other or your character being messed with by Sobek, please do!))
Re: Eleven and Eva
"It's not pretty, though," she warns. There's blood and guts in there. There's the memory of biting Ammit's head off and swallowing it, of hacking her way through Sobek's faithful as if they're vines in the jungle, of Sobek pouring all his many, many legacies of hate and despair into her head. It's almost too much ugliness for her little body to carry, so it feels like it's seeping from the corners of her body. Her sweat is brutal, her spit violent, all this awfulness that can't be contained in skin and bone just dripping from her.
The Doctor is old, she knows. The Doctor's seen ugly, but there is some part of her that still wants to impress him. Not to be his human, obviously, but to be his equal. Someone he'll stand by with respect and say "you were wrong, you are more than the sum of your species and genetics" to. How will he ever see her that way now?
She rests her cheek in his hand.
sorry it's so late ;a;
He believes the Master would scoff at another ape showing her true colors.
Perhaps he'd even be impressed at just how many followers she'd injured and killed.
The Doctor lets time stretch between them, giving her a little glimpse into what he wants her to know about Right Now, and, after a pause, he lets her go deeper. A bit personal. Something to let her know that she is who she is. She's his friend; she's a survivor, and there's always a reason he trusts some humans and not others. They can't take back what she did and he doesn't think they should, at any rate. She did what she had to and here she is.
Here they all are.
The Doctor asks her to think of home. The simple things, really, the things she thinks are worth saving.
After a moment he pulls his hand back.
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And then he starts to fill her back with these gestures of emotions, these feelings that pour into her like warm bathwater. It's a welcome feeling, comforting. He sees past the violence and the rage and wraps his good thoughts around the deep core of her like the fingers of a glove. She's okay. They're okay. Given the circumstances she might even be fine, more fine than most other people would be.
Think of home.
She thinks of attending symphonies in her black turtleneck and skirt. She thinks of sitting on the patio with a glass of wine, back when a glass of wine was just a drink and not a one-way ticket into hurling her mind into the void. She thinks of the water cooler at work and of interns that don't always avert their eyes when they see her. She thinks of Peter, her hands running up under his shirt, him falling asleep in front of the computer, him drumming his hands on the steering wheel as he drives, him linking his hand with hers. She thinks of Marco, the little boy being lifted up to play airplane with her and the dark-eyed young man coming by their house every other day to make sure she's alright, under the pretense of showing off his new gadgets or endorsements.
She thinks of the color green, and all the promises it makes. The Doctor pulls away and she's still thinking of green.
"Between the two of us we'll almost make one functioning person." A smile teases her lip. "My body and your mind. So what do we do now?"
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The Doctor's own smile is wry. Eva does have a way with words, even in a dim prison and surrounded by thousands of Sobek's faithful.
"I'd say we're almost out of time," the Doctor says, and somehow he makes that sound like a good thing. He reaches out to pat her hand, his voice barely above a whisper - Eva can hear him, but the guard posted at the door can't. "Have you and Vala found anything about how to stop Sobek himself. Anything we can use to separate it from Daniel."
He'd had that one psychic connection with the beast his first interrogation session, but after that, Sobek had made sure to say out of range, knowing full well than anything within touching with the Doctor was risky. Quite right, too! If he'd had more time, he thinks he could have dug in deep into the False God's mind, only "could" isn't what they need right now and that's why Vala and Eva are in such important positions. They can move about, far more than he or Jamie can. The Doctor shifts again, slowly, mouth thinning into a line as the dead heart continues to sit there, his face turning toward Eva's.
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She rolls onto her stomach and breathes deep, the dank foul stench of the cell. Right. Reality. A cage again, always a cage.
"You know we might not be able to save him." And of course, while Eva's writing Daniel off, it's hanging over her shoulders. She's the one who set off this chain of events, and if Daniel ends up as a loss on this failed mission she'll be the one to blame. And the universe will be minus one Daniel Jackson.
It's really not fair, when she thinks about it.