#don’t worry he gains brain cells when he need to sass someone

[therealterriblelizard]

I know that Sora is lacking the brain cell, but can you do a quote where he gains it for a split second?

Riku: There is nothing worse than people using big words they don’t understand just to seem smart.

Sora: I have never consanguineous to something so much before.

Riku: Wait…did you just use a big word correctly?

Sora: I just perfunctory did.

Riku: Nvm, it was just a lucky guess.

[manyotherroadsyettorun]

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chapter 7: poison

Ly’Xrius, 3 months previously

“Take her.” The Doctor drowsily looked up from her restless nap in her corner, she wasn’t sure how long she had dosed off, but it had gotten quite uncomfortable quite quickly.

She was almost sure another bunch of hours had passed, but the disorientation of the teleportation and now the deprivation of any stimulans had the Doctor completely zonked out, to a point that she wasn’t sure anymore what was left and what was right.

And if she was very honest, it scared her quite a bit.

Without any permission two people grabbed her arms and pulled her up, her hood falling away from her face, while one of the two people that pulled her up punched her in the gut for good measure.

“Don’t you dare to try and pull anything, Doctor. Next time we won’t be so nice.” The utter tone of anger made the Doctor wonder how much they actually knew about her, the plan and her involvement with it.

For once the Doctor decided to leave the sass at the door, now that it was just her in danger she had more time to balance out her next moves and decisions, something that with the fam around normally wasn’t possible, getting them out of the situation as quickly as possible was always the first thing the Doctor wanted to achieve.

When the Doctor was pulled upright she couldn’t for the sake of it all get her feet to cooperate, which meant that they were dragging along the dirt floor, sometimes catching onto a stone or a ridge, but never really able to get any footing.

No food, barely any sleep and the utter anxiety of the situation making her lethargic, something that hadn’t happened before.

Is this my body’s way of saying that this time I’ve gone too far? The Doctor wondered, while trying to at least capture her surroundings.

She felt drowsy now, and she was sure it wasn’t just because she was tired.

There was more to it than that, she was sure of it.

The Doctor was dumped on her knees in something that could be best described as a cave of some sort, all rough stones and it didn’t look very manmade. She was now also almost 100 percent sure that the reason why the base of the Continental Army was so hard to find was because everything was underground.

The Doctor, kneeling in the middle of the cavernous space tried to look around, but only a few small sources of light wasn’t enough for her addled brain to figure out where exactly she was. Being surrounded by people with big guns didn’t help either.

“Hello, doctor” the distaste in the voice of whoever this person was made the Doctor shudder right on the spot.

Wasn’t she universally liked by every single person in the universe?

That was a lie, and she knew it, but she wasn’t sure what she had done so far to be on such grievous ground with anyone from the Continental Army.

Except her plan, which might be the reason why she was now here in the first place.

Someone was now standing in front of the Doctor, and when she finally mustered up the energy to look up at who it was exactly she couldn’t help but gasp.

“I’m glad to see I instil such a reaction into the beast of Trenzalore, which means that you aren’t as great and heroic as the people of the Royal household seem to think you are.” The distaste was apparent, and at the same time the Doctor also realised that to some extent with some of their ideas and plans Caleb had been so abhorrent and distant from them.

Because in front of her was Caleb, the Kings right hand man. And it was now oh so clear why his vocal disobedience was so in tune with what the Continental Army wanted.

He was their leader, he was using his position as the Kings right hand man to his advantage. He wanted to overthrow the Reigning king, and for what? The Doctor was sure it was only for his own gain, nothing more and nothing less.

“You son of a…!” the Doctor seethed, while trying to lunge forward out of her kneeling position towards Caleb, who to the Doctors satisfaction took a step backwards. At least he had the audacity to be afraid of her

Good.

Her idea of attacking Caleb didn’t get far, because what she hadn’t realized was that one of the guards was right behind her with some sort of stick, hitting her square between the shoulders and making her fall towards the unforgiving ground. While trying to breathe through the pain, Caleb lowered himself towards the Doctor’s level, his grin all teeth and no remorse.

“Didn’t expect that, did you Doctor? We were amongst your ranks all along, and you didn’t even know it. Trust me that not rubbing this little tit bit of information into your face every time you went all look at how superior I am on us in our battle meetings was hard. But here we are, and oh am I glad that I observed correctly that if I’d go after people you love you’d sacrifice yourself in a heartbeat.” The Doctor just looked at Caleb, not really sure what he wanted from her. If it was information he was after then she could tell him straight away she wouldn’t give it to him. As if Caleb was reading her mind he answered her question.

“Don’t worry Doctor, I won’t ask you what you were planning, considering I have most of my answers right in my head, I was there when these plans were created remember. Meanwhile you are going to be a good asset to my own plans. I see the poison is starting to work now.” The Doctor frowned, she would know if she’d been poisoned would she not?

“It’s a good thing I’ve been working on this plan even before you arrived on this planet, it made injecting you with a ready to go poison so much easier, the plus side? You won’t die from it, and at least I’ll know I’ll have a working back up plan if you don’t do what I have in mind for you.” Caleb kept looking at the Doctor’s hands, who had noticed that even if they’d been cuffed in front of her, they’d started to shake.

Might have been the reason why everything feels so slow. The Doctor mused, while looking intensely at her hands.

“What do… you want from me?” The Doctor groaned, while she suddenly felt her stomach do god awful flips. She wasn’t sure if this was going anywhere good. Caleb just grinned, while grabbing the lapels of her jacket and pulling the Doctor roughly upwards to face him.

The world tilted on its axis for the Doctor, while the face of Caleb was her only, albeit awful centre point to the chaos that was now her brain trying to catch up with the situation at hand.

“What I want, Doctor? What I want is to rule this planet, and when I’ve taken over this planet I’ll move on to the next, and the next, and the next! No planet will be safe from me and my wrath. But for that to happen I need the king to be dead, so that I can step in as is rightful heir.” The Doctor swallowed, she’d gotten herself in a right pickle this time.

“You’re delusional, Caleb. You’re delusional to think that me and my friends will ever let that happen.” The Doctor swallowed, she suddenly had the urge to throw up all over Caleb, and if that was the poison, or just her feelings, she wasn’t sure.

“Oh, but Doctor don’t you see? I’m not going to be the one that will kill the king, no, that’s going to be you.”

The Doctor laughed at that, she laughed a laugh that sounded foreign to her own ears, cruel and full of disdain towards the person in front of her.

“Why would you think I’d ever do that for you, Caleb?” The Doctor husked, while she was trying to rebalance herself when Caleb let her go. Her own two legs betraying her a god awful lot while she fell down on her knees. The Doctor couldn’t help but cough, her throat suddenly feeling like sandpaper. What had Caleb given to her?

“Don’t worry, Doctor, all will be revealed in no time to you. I see the poison is making its way towards your organs now, so it might be a good idea to let you suffer and bleed all over your own cell floor. Guards! Take this menace back to where she came from, leave the cuffs on, I need her to suffer as much as possible.” While the Doctor was being pulled up again by her arms she couldn’t help but let her eyes go wide at the little flecks of orange red tinted splatters that were now painted on the floor of the cavern. She tried to struggle out of the guards grasps, but was roughly pulled away from the one person that could give her answers.

Don’t worry, doctor all will be revealed in no time.

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