four | visual | it's the end of the world as we know it

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor appears on the screen. He's in a dirty blue suit, and surrounded on all sides by rubble and debris. The screen ripples with heavy radiation

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[ voice ]

[orderfromchaos]

If you're still an hour ahead I hope you plan on staying there; the fire brigade isn't going to be very happy with you.

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor snorts. "I don't plan on surviving this if everyone else doesn't."

[ voice ]

[orderfromchaos]

Good that you've thought your cunning plan through to the very end, at least.

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor is cunning, but he looks more exhausted by the voice's words.

"Would you rather stay trapped here, then?"

[visual]

[supercompacted]

Fred's eyes widen to saucers as she sees the broadcast. "Um-!" ...sadly, that's about all she has to say about it. She likes this guy, really well, but she's not exactly looking forward to being blown up.

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor closes his eyes, then shakes his head. "I'm sorry, Fred. But we can't stay trapped here, our captors have to show themselves."

[visual]

[supercompacted]

She's thinking through this and- well, it really is rather clever, especially the time travel part. Still--

"I just...wasn't exactly planning on being blown up today, that's all," she replies. "You couldn't have warned any of us?"

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

Oh, Fred. Since he's actually met her, the Doctor really likes her. She's just the right level of smart and curious for him to really like her. He can't help but smile at her words.

"Do you think anyone would've let me work on them, then? Three thousand bombs can't be built in a day."

[voice]

[levilup]

[pause, then:]

I'm not exactly sure this is the best idea, honey.

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

Honey?

The Doctor sets his jaw. "It's the only option we have. They won't communicate with us, they won't let us go, and we're trapped here. We have to do something."

[levilup]

[Sorry, Doctor, it just slips out sometimes.]

... And so you decide that killing all of us is the best course of action. [headdesk] I've been under the impression that the aliens think of this as a giant science project. If we all die, whose to say they won't just bring in a new set of people?

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor leans forward, talking very seriously. "Levi, how long has this place been here?"

[Visual]

[aliengeekgirl]

Tosh raised her eyebrow as she heard the Doctor's message. "Are you sure about this, Doctor?"

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

"Can you think of any other options, Dr. Sato?" the Doctor asks. It should be a rhetorical question, but he sounds almost like he's begging for some other choice.

[visual]

[aliengeekgirl]

"Well, I'm just not sure that bombs and killing everyone is the way forward," Tosh said, stammering slightly.

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

"They're not going to let us go," he says. "It's either give them a reason to listen or stay. And we haven't got any bargaining chip besides ourselves."

[voice]

[chase_evolution]

Thank you so much for consulting the rest of us before implementing this plan of yours.

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor barks out a cynical laugh. "Sorry, wasn't aware I had to get an escape plan put through committee first."

[voice]

[chase_evolution]

Since when have 'escape plans' involved killing an entire community? Are you truly expecting our captors to be so benevolent as to prevent it from happening? They can clearly recreate our situation and merely bring others in.

[visual]

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor lets out an irritated sigh. "I'm glad that you have some sort of intense knowledge of what our captors want, but I think the important thing to remember is that they're scientists. And scientists don't want to lose years worth of work in a heartbeat because they can't give their little sprigtails a quick chat."