002: No Problem That a Knife Cannot Solve [Visual / Location: the Fifth Floor]
Leela turned the tablet - a strange and unpleasant device, too cold to appeal to the instinct driven warror who wielded it - around in her hands as she spoke, broadcasting a disjointed image of her makeshift bedroom on the fifth floor of the Sanctuary to anyone who wished to watch it.
"I do not understand this place. We are prisoners, but those who have captured us do not seem to want anything. They have not tortured us for information. They have not forced us to serve them as slaves. They have just kept us here, like animals in a cage, waiting for the slaughter."
She frowned, her blind eyes fixed on a distant horizon. Her body might have been trapped in Taxon, but her mind - her heart and her soul and everything that made her Leela - was on Gallifrey. She was supposed to be at Romana's side. That was were she belonged. Not this place, a prison disguised as a city, with only Narvin for company.
Even K-9 had been taken from her now.
"And why did they leave K-9 outside when they trapped us in here?" she added, asking the angry question despite knowing that there was no one to answer her. He was one of her dearest friends, not some toy that could be discarded! "He is just as useful as I am. More useful, for he is wise and I am only a blind old savage."
Although, she vowed silently, her blindness would not stop her from taking her revenge on those who had trapped her. She would play their games for now, but they would not stay in control forever.
"I do not understand this place. We are prisoners, but those who have captured us do not seem to want anything. They have not tortured us for information. They have not forced us to serve them as slaves. They have just kept us here, like animals in a cage, waiting for the slaughter."
She frowned, her blind eyes fixed on a distant horizon. Her body might have been trapped in Taxon, but her mind - her heart and her soul and everything that made her Leela - was on Gallifrey. She was supposed to be at Romana's side. That was were she belonged. Not this place, a prison disguised as a city, with only Narvin for company.
Even K-9 had been taken from her now.
"And why did they leave K-9 outside when they trapped us in here?" she added, asking the angry question despite knowing that there was no one to answer her. He was one of her dearest friends, not some toy that could be discarded! "He is just as useful as I am. More useful, for he is wise and I am only a blind old savage."
Although, she vowed silently, her blindness would not stop her from taking her revenge on those who had trapped her. She would play their games for now, but they would not stay in control forever.