Universe 1:
Miranda could tell that the creatures were not at all pleased with what the Doctor was. The very fact that he was a living Time Lord seemed to scare them. However, despite their fears, the smaller ones still congregated themselves between the Doctor and their leader. They snapped and hissed and held their weapons tightly but did not come closer. The guards that had escorted them took a step back and gripped their weapons more tightly as they looked toward the Doctor. Though they had no idea what a Time Lord was or what that even meant they had never seen these troll-like creatures scared of anyone. The very fact that the mention of who he was terrified them made the guards feel a bit uneasy. Perhaps he was more dangerous than he looked.
Miranda glanced over at the Doctor as he mentioned he was the last of his kind. She winced as she wondered what that must feel like. To be the last of one's species, knowing that there was no one else and that when you died your kind died with you. She knew that she would not live forever but there would be those after her to remember and death wasn't that scary. Not if you knew where you were going. But still... To be the last with no one to miss you. How that must feel. Then he mentioned he ended the war. She frowned. Who was he really? The fact that he had ended a war that left him as the last of his kind made her realize that she really did not know the man.
The troll/goblin leader kept back as he examined the Doctor. Time Lords were always dangerous. In the olden days they claimed to have rules against interfering but they still had a lot of rules and made kept certain races back. His race had gotten in trouble more than once with the Time Lords as they "claimed" his people were overstepped their boundaries by toying with the future. It wasn't his fault or his people's that it was so much fun dictating other race's future and slowing them down as they saw fit. You really couldn't let them quickly race to the front. If they did they would be a powerful nemesis. And now, here he had not only a Time Lord but one who claimed to have ended the greatest war in the history of the universe. If that was the case then they might as well give up.
However, his pride and nature got in the way. There was no way one Time Lord could have ended the war. If that was the case the war with the Daleks would have been over quickly. Why would the Time Lords put up with such a disastrous war if they could have sent in this one and ended it? Especially, as they personally had a lot destroyed on their end. Though much was lost about the Great Time War and not many races even knew about it, many remembered hearing about Arcadia and how the most guarded city on Gallifrey was defeated by the Daleks. No. This man was bluffing. He did not end the war. He might have somehow survived but he was no match for them.
Rising he glared at the prisoners. "Take these prisoners below to the deeper dungeons." He smiled wickedly. "Take them through the process. Once the Time Lord is controlled have him kill his companion before letting him realize what he has done. Then kill him." He waved his scepter at them dismissing them.
Universe 2
The creature was not pleased, not pleased at all. This was not supposed to happen. The two-legged creatures were to be killed and torn apart. That was the nature of things. They were the prey and the icedors were the hunters. They were supposed to be weak not fight dirty. He growled at the man in front of him. Though he did not know how apple odor could be in such a strange device there was no telling. The two-legged ones were very crafty and he wouldn't put it past them to have something like that. He glanced sideways down the hall. Where were the others? With more of them here it wouldn't matter. They were quicker and faster than the prey and even if the creature was not bluffing he had no ways of escape. He narrowed his eyes. Why didn't it just spray it now? Did it only work once or did it not work at all?
The Doctor watched the icedor carefully. He knew they were intelligent and it would only be a matter of time before more arrived and they figured out that he was bluffing. He glanced sideways at Clara and Jenny before looking back at the creature. The others were counting on him. Moving forward he watched as the creature backed up slowly still uncertain. With the doorway free the Doctor was glad that the hallway not guarded by the creature did not have any sounds of creatures howling as they approached. In fact, the only ones he heard were coming from the opposite direction. That meant they had an escape route. "Clara, Jenny." He said nodding behind them.
Carefully, Jenny followed Clara out. She mentally kicked herself for not being able to do something but there really wasn't much that could be done. Though she might be able to fight the creature and possibly win, it would not be pretty. Besides, the Doctor seemed to not approve of her violent nature. She wished she could think of something that could get them out of here. Perhaps if she hadn't shown up in the first place, they wouldn't be caught in this mess. They did mention something about the TARDIS locking onto her, or something like that. Whatever that meant. She still did not know what the TARDIS looked like or even what it was to the fullest extinct. She had a guess it was the Doctor's ship but other than that she was not sure.
Watching them slowly back down the hall, the creature moved forward. It didn't matter. They were in the open. There was no way they could outrun him. And every second they moved at this pace, brought about the fact that the others would be here shortly. It grinned, reveling jagged sharp teeth. It was patient. It could wait.
Miranda could tell that the creatures were not at all pleased with what the Doctor was. The very fact that he was a living Time Lord seemed to scare them. However, despite their fears, the smaller ones still congregated themselves between the Doctor and their leader. They snapped and hissed and held their weapons tightly but did not come closer. The guards that had escorted them took a step back and gripped their weapons more tightly as they looked toward the Doctor. Though they had no idea what a Time Lord was or what that even meant they had never seen these troll-like creatures scared of anyone. The very fact that the mention of who he was terrified them made the guards feel a bit uneasy. Perhaps he was more dangerous than he looked.
Miranda glanced over at the Doctor as he mentioned he was the last of his kind. She winced as she wondered what that must feel like. To be the last of one's species, knowing that there was no one else and that when you died your kind died with you. She knew that she would not live forever but there would be those after her to remember and death wasn't that scary. Not if you knew where you were going. But still... To be the last with no one to miss you. How that must feel. Then he mentioned he ended the war. She frowned. Who was he really? The fact that he had ended a war that left him as the last of his kind made her realize that she really did not know the man.
The troll/goblin leader kept back as he examined the Doctor. Time Lords were always dangerous. In the olden days they claimed to have rules against interfering but they still had a lot of rules and made kept certain races back. His race had gotten in trouble more than once with the Time Lords as they "claimed" his people were overstepped their boundaries by toying with the future. It wasn't his fault or his people's that it was so much fun dictating other race's future and slowing them down as they saw fit. You really couldn't let them quickly race to the front. If they did they would be a powerful nemesis. And now, here he had not only a Time Lord but one who claimed to have ended the greatest war in the history of the universe. If that was the case then they might as well give up.
However, his pride and nature got in the way. There was no way one Time Lord could have ended the war. If that was the case the war with the Daleks would have been over quickly. Why would the Time Lords put up with such a disastrous war if they could have sent in this one and ended it? Especially, as they personally had a lot destroyed on their end. Though much was lost about the Great Time War and not many races even knew about it, many remembered hearing about Arcadia and how the most guarded city on Gallifrey was defeated by the Daleks. No. This man was bluffing. He did not end the war. He might have somehow survived but he was no match for them.
Rising he glared at the prisoners. "Take these prisoners below to the deeper dungeons." He smiled wickedly. "Take them through the process. Once the Time Lord is controlled have him kill his companion before letting him realize what he has done. Then kill him." He waved his scepter at them dismissing them.
Universe 2
The creature was not pleased, not pleased at all. This was not supposed to happen. The two-legged creatures were to be killed and torn apart. That was the nature of things. They were the prey and the icedors were the hunters. They were supposed to be weak not fight dirty. He growled at the man in front of him. Though he did not know how apple odor could be in such a strange device there was no telling. The two-legged ones were very crafty and he wouldn't put it past them to have something like that. He glanced sideways down the hall. Where were the others? With more of them here it wouldn't matter. They were quicker and faster than the prey and even if the creature was not bluffing he had no ways of escape. He narrowed his eyes. Why didn't it just spray it now? Did it only work once or did it not work at all?
The Doctor watched the icedor carefully. He knew they were intelligent and it would only be a matter of time before more arrived and they figured out that he was bluffing. He glanced sideways at Clara and Jenny before looking back at the creature. The others were counting on him. Moving forward he watched as the creature backed up slowly still uncertain. With the doorway free the Doctor was glad that the hallway not guarded by the creature did not have any sounds of creatures howling as they approached. In fact, the only ones he heard were coming from the opposite direction. That meant they had an escape route. "Clara, Jenny." He said nodding behind them.
Carefully, Jenny followed Clara out. She mentally kicked herself for not being able to do something but there really wasn't much that could be done. Though she might be able to fight the creature and possibly win, it would not be pretty. Besides, the Doctor seemed to not approve of her violent nature. She wished she could think of something that could get them out of here. Perhaps if she hadn't shown up in the first place, they wouldn't be caught in this mess. They did mention something about the TARDIS locking onto her, or something like that. Whatever that meant. She still did not know what the TARDIS looked like or even what it was to the fullest extinct. She had a guess it was the Doctor's ship but other than that she was not sure.
Watching them slowly back down the hall, the creature moved forward. It didn't matter. They were in the open. There was no way they could outrun him. And every second they moved at this pace, brought about the fact that the others would be here shortly. It grinned, reveling jagged sharp teeth. It was patient. It could wait.