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When the last reverberations of the monstrous gong fade away, a small grinding noise echoes through the dungeon. It's the noise of something heavy stepping on rock, causing said rock to shift against another rock. It's a noise that has been used in horror movies for many years, to signify that the monster is about to enter the clearing and eat the maiden that's fetchingly quivering whilst chained up.
Hips is NOT happy with this noise, and makes a mental note to send a sharp letter to the first movie studio's Foley department that she could find.
More noises, then. The noises of sharp, ragged breathing and chains rattling against a wooden pole. She shoots Rimmer a nasty look, telling him wordlessly to knock it off...and then realizes that she's the one rattling the chains and panting. Ahem. Considering the slack-jawed look on Rimmer's face, she's apparently wiggling and jiggling in some lurid ways as well. Fantastic. She stops, and stares back at the pit where the noise was coming from. Irrationally, to her the pit still looks partially like a recliner. This is a neat trick, all things considered, though a bit eye-twisting.
She turns her head slightly to one side.
"Rimmer?"
"Yes?"
"I shagged one of your alternates."
That's the sort of mood in the air. A sort of 'So that's it, we're going to die' mood, where that sort of honesty isn't fatally embarrassing anymore. There are other fatal things to be worried about, after all.
Rimmer goggles at her.
"How'd you manage that? I'm a hologram."
"He wasn't," she answers simply.
With that little utterance, there was a hideous ROAR that echoed through the chamber, as if her saying that another Arnold Rimmer wasn't dead was enough to enrage the beast.
"Hippolyta?"
"Yes?"
"Did you love him?"
There's a long, long pause, where she ponders the answer to this question. For all her protestings, now that she's had a taste of REAL love, true love, love no matter what, she has to call what she had with Rimmer mild infatuation at the strongest. And as she remains silent, the floor began to tremble, and then quake.
"I..."
She can't help it, in her distress she sends out yet another sonic cry, screaming for Ramon silently, praying that he'll find her. Somehow.
But somehow, she knows, that's not going to happen. For the first time since she got lost, three months ago, she gives up hope. She's not ever getting rescued. She's going to die in this stupid pit dungeon, and Ramon will never see her again.
"No, Rimmer. I didn't."
And that's when the Master appears at the top of the pit.
Hips is NOT happy with this noise, and makes a mental note to send a sharp letter to the first movie studio's Foley department that she could find.
More noises, then. The noises of sharp, ragged breathing and chains rattling against a wooden pole. She shoots Rimmer a nasty look, telling him wordlessly to knock it off...and then realizes that she's the one rattling the chains and panting. Ahem. Considering the slack-jawed look on Rimmer's face, she's apparently wiggling and jiggling in some lurid ways as well. Fantastic. She stops, and stares back at the pit where the noise was coming from. Irrationally, to her the pit still looks partially like a recliner. This is a neat trick, all things considered, though a bit eye-twisting.
She turns her head slightly to one side.
"Rimmer?"
"Yes?"
"I shagged one of your alternates."
That's the sort of mood in the air. A sort of 'So that's it, we're going to die' mood, where that sort of honesty isn't fatally embarrassing anymore. There are other fatal things to be worried about, after all.
Rimmer goggles at her.
"How'd you manage that? I'm a hologram."
"He wasn't," she answers simply.
With that little utterance, there was a hideous ROAR that echoed through the chamber, as if her saying that another Arnold Rimmer wasn't dead was enough to enrage the beast.
"Hippolyta?"
"Yes?"
"Did you love him?"
There's a long, long pause, where she ponders the answer to this question. For all her protestings, now that she's had a taste of REAL love, true love, love no matter what, she has to call what she had with Rimmer mild infatuation at the strongest. And as she remains silent, the floor began to tremble, and then quake.
"I..."
She can't help it, in her distress she sends out yet another sonic cry, screaming for Ramon silently, praying that he'll find her. Somehow.
But somehow, she knows, that's not going to happen. For the first time since she got lost, three months ago, she gives up hope. She's not ever getting rescued. She's going to die in this stupid pit dungeon, and Ramon will never see her again.
"No, Rimmer. I didn't."
And that's when the Master appears at the top of the pit.