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Post by mastersaxon on Feb 17, 2008 13:51:46 GMT
The Doctor grabbed the Master's wrist. "I won't just sit there while you slaughter them. You know that." With an effort of will he slid off the bed and stood between him and the girl. He would prevent it even if it killed him. Which it nearly had already. One heart was dead in his chest, and at this rate the other wouldn't last for long.
The Doctor hesitated. There were many possibilities here, many courses of action. He walked backward to where the girl sat, his eyes never leaving the Master. "Come with me," he told the girl. "We'll get out of here."
The TARDIS was still his as much as she was the Master. He could drive her back.
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Post by Toshiko Sato on Feb 17, 2008 13:54:24 GMT
Tosh leant against the countertop as she let the tea steep. She couldn't help but wonder if Cardiff itself had a part in Claude's sickness, if what Claude said was true. But... what motive would he had to lie to her? If the other woman had the same DNA mutation in her molecular structure, why was she still healthy? Surely this company would have tried this technique on superhumans other than Claude?
Tosh put milk in the tea and stirred, dispositing the tea bag in the bin. There was no way around it, she thought. They'd have to go to this place themselves and see if there was a way in which they could extract this locator device from Claude's body and find out where they get their technology.
Carrying the tea back to Claude, she squared up to her full height, determined. She looked him straight in the eye and told him in her strongest voice,"Tell me everything you know."
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Post by asimus on Feb 17, 2008 14:00:01 GMT
The Master put a hand on the Doctors chest.
"Don't even think about it."
Out came the laser screwdriver and he smirked.
"Oh pet, don't you think you're going anywhere Your heart could barely stand the stress. Now sit down like a good little boy, and I'll promise to take good care of you."
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Post by Elmo on Feb 17, 2008 14:02:08 GMT
"Jesus!" Remy muttered, moving towards Mohinder to grab him before he fell, choking on his own blood. He had half the mind to just kill Sylar, his monster of a father; back when he was truly a monster. Yet again, he talked himself out of it.
Instead he looked to Elle. "Stay here, I'll be back for you," he muttered softly.
Elle gave him a look. "You're gonna leave me with Freddy & Jason? Uh, gee thanks."
Remington sighed and before Elle could protest anymore he was back at the hotel room with Mohinder.
There were two unfamiliar faces and his sister, clinging to Peter.
"Oh DAMNIT, what happened?"
"I could ask you the same thing," Evelyn sniffled, still clinging to Peter.
"I need you to save Mohinder," Remington stated.
"I'm a little preoccupied," Evelyn muttered. She was crying.
"Evie, why are you crying?" Remington stated.
"Because I was supposed to stop this from happening," she said. "None of this makes any sense Remy."
"Now is not the time to debate logic," Remington nodded.
"We need to save them BOTH."
Evelyn nodded, shifting Peter.
Remington reached into his pocket, pulling out a swiss army knife and tossing it to his sister. "Get to it Elisabeth Bathory."
Without hesitating she stabbed the tiny blade into her forearm with added strength, the wound gushed blood which she held over Mohinder's gunshots. The sound of him gagging on his blood was enough to drive the sanest of men crazy. Her blood mixed with his, and she waited for a moment to see that it was working. Slowly but surely, the bullets lifted from Mohinder and the wounds began to close.
She moved to Peter, holding her wound as it began to heal over his, blood dripping and mixing with his.
She wasn't sure of the strange weapon but she hoped she could save him.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Feb 17, 2008 14:05:49 GMT
Elle rocked back on her heels and chewed her lip. Oh this was fine and dandy, the kid with the eyebrows left her with the psycho and grandfather time. Nice time, real nice time.
"Anyone up for some monopoly?" She muttered.
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Post by Sylar on Feb 17, 2008 14:16:26 GMT
Sylar hesitated from shooting the blonde, he had too many questions, likeing to know exactly why he was alive and why he no longer had any of his abilities.
He leant to the floor, and picked up the gun Mohinder had dropped. Until he had his abilities back he was pretty much going to shoot anyone in the head that got on his bad side.
He aimed one weapon at the recently resurected man, and the other at the talkative girl.
He kept trying to shake of the dizzy feeling.
"One of you had better tell me what's happening here."
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Post by Elle Bishop on Feb 17, 2008 14:21:25 GMT
"Whoa there, got an itchy trigger finger, cowboy?" Elle asked, holding up her hands. "Take a chill pill."
She stepped forward slowly, inching her way around she bit of Mohinder's blood.
"Are you a grumpy bear cuz your powers are gone? Blame my Daddy, too much power freaks him out. You were heavily medicated and injected with a virus. The virus wipes out your abilities and eventually kills you. Fune times, right?"
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Post by Irisxeyes on Feb 17, 2008 14:26:17 GMT
Claire had stood the moment the other man had backed his way over, she had mentally cursed herself for being so trusting but he did seem genuine and the thought of sticking around to be tested on, wrong person or not was terrifying. But it didn't matter, because Saxon had pulled out that weapon again and she wanted shrink back down into her seat. She didn't though, she remained standing and hesitantly put her arms out to make sure the injured man didn't fall over or something, he looked weak.
"Thanks for trying." She said quietly, he had at least tried to get them out; it would be rude not to say something. Claire fixed her gaze back over to Saxon and glared, she didn't know why she felt the need to glare when he had a weapon but there was not much else she could do to show how much she 'appreciated' all of this.
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Post by mastersaxon on Feb 17, 2008 14:32:08 GMT
Something snapped inside the Doctor. "And what will you do?" He shot back, standing in front of the Master. "Shoot the other heart? Would you like that, to kill me until I can't regenerate?" There was truth in the Master's words, he was almost choking. The remaining heart had trouble adjusting. He had beaten in unison with his twin for a thousand years, and suddenly found itself alone to sustain the body of its owner. Tough work.
The Doctor turned around as the girl spoke to him. Brave little human. He found it in him to smile, then he took her hand and walked past the Master.
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Post by asimus on Feb 17, 2008 14:36:16 GMT
The Master caught the Doctor by the collar and drew his nose to his.
"I can do any number of things to you without killing you Doctor." he tone was quiet and and even and yet utterly insane. He threw him backwards, causing him to crash into the chair and fall to the floor.
"Now, behave."
He turned to Claire, pointing the laser at the girl.
"I'd rather not kill you. Sit DOWN."
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Post by Irisxeyes on Feb 17, 2008 14:45:31 GMT
Her eyes widened and she looked over at the form of the man who had tried to help her before snapping her eyes back to the other.
"No-" Claire stopped herself from arguing quickly, she wasn't afraid of getting hurt, it never lasted more than a few seconds but there was something about this man that scared her. She backed toward the chair she had been sitting in and sat, folding her arms stubbornly.
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Post by mastersaxon on Feb 17, 2008 14:52:36 GMT
The Doctor stayed on the floor, stunned. How could it not work? It always worked. When things would get rough he'd do something so impossible and crazy that he'd get out of it in one piece. Not this time, apparently. The Master was totally out of control. The Doctor gave the human girl a long look. He had to remain strong for her, if not for himself. Accept to lose this battle to stand for the war.
His heart was erratic, doing weird jumps into his chest. Too much stress, too much everything. But the girl. She looked terrified. The Doctor sat up on the floor, his back against the wall, breath heavy.
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Post by asimus on Feb 17, 2008 14:58:26 GMT
He crouched down before her, leering at the frightened little girl.
"Aren't you both proverbial peas in a pod." He mocked, "throwing your selves to the wovles to save man kind. It's almost sickening."
He bagan to pace, keeping close attention on both Doctor and girl. She was not nearly as frightened of him as she should be.
"You know, you can't beat me. This... this.." He waved his laser around, very proud of his device. "Do you like it?" He grinned at the Doctor who was starring at it in interest. "I made it myself you know."
He shrugged, "I was bored, had a fleeting fancy to make something fun. Whimsical you could say." He shrugged again. "It matters little." He forced his face into Claires and starred at her hard.
"I can kill you with a single shot, or I can hit you with so much gamma radiation you will burn slowly for months. I can bring you back and knock you out more times then a stressed out narcoleptic. I would like to study you, work out what makes you tick."
He tapped the end of her nose and stood up, painting on his face a kindly smile.
"I could however just throw you to the snakes."
He gave the Doctor a kick as he moved past him and laughed.
"You Doctor will never stop me."
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Post by Irisxeyes on Feb 17, 2008 15:14:07 GMT
If she hadn't been scared before then she defiantly was now, he was mad, no worse than mad he was insane. Claire was too afraid to move let alone speak but there was defiantly words on the tip of her tongue that she wanted to say, she wanted to know if he really could kill her or not because she had experimented countless times before and never managed to achieve it.
"I won't let you test me." She stuttered, before coughing to regain her composure only it failed and she looked just as frightened as before. She was putting alot of faith in her 'real' ability.
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Post by wildcard on Feb 17, 2008 15:27:04 GMT
"Tell you everything ?" Claude said after he took a sip of tea. "Good tea... could do wiht a little more sugar next time." He knew he was being evasive. "Why should I tell you?" He looked over at the woman who stood staring at him. "I don't know you."
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