"Wake up my darling" Por almost purred in the ear of Rose Tyler who lay prone and strapped to the hospital like bed, blinking sleepily she gave a rather un-elegant groan and twisted her body, the minute she felt the straps tighten she froze and her eyes sprang open, the depths of her eyes blurry and drugged looking.
"We have someone who will be quite anxious to see you…" Por whispered, running a finger lightly down the young woman's cheek, Rose fought to get away but found herself trapped and at his mercy. Wondering who it might be she felt another injection enter her arm; this dropped her into a sedate, yet aware state.
"Is she ready?" Thor asked as he entered their "space room" (their nickname for the room which stored their small craft and alien technology). Por nodded, releasing the straps one by one and continuing to whisper into the Tyler girl's ear. He had seen this girl reduced to nothing but a shivering mess of bloodied flesh and panicked glances, only a year earlier in their torture chambers in the Palace on Flurotropilos.
"Come now darling… come with me," Por said, weaving his 'magic' upon her as he took her hand and drew her to her feet, Rose came willingly, her eyes glazed over, Por watched her smiling, he had her jus as he wanted her, and only one voice would bring her out of this blurry sleep.
"ROBIN!" Thor called out roughly, watching Por and Rose with a glee-filled grin. The well known hero of legend moved toward his master.
"Summon our 'guests' to the Master Hall…" Thor barked out, Robin bowed and retreated, calling forth some of him men and marching on toward the chambers of the Doctor and Martha.
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"Come now." Robin spoke shortly as he threw open the door to their prisoners room. The Doctor had made a lunge at the door knocking into Robin and sending them sprawling to the floor. Two voices reached his ears as he pulled his sonic screwdriver from his pocket.
"Cease and desist!" "Doctor?"
Turning around in alarm, the Doctor found Martha in the middle of the room with an arrow pointed at her throat and several swords held ready to run her through. Robin threw his unresisting weight of himself and rose to his feet, dignifiedly dusting down his backside.
"Bring them," Robin said rudely, his men grasping the two by the arms and dragging them roughly from the room.
"Where are you taking us?" The Doctor spoke up at last, taking in every inch of the castle with his eyes, taking inventory and grateful they had not taken his screwdriver from him, the object was tucked safely away in his pocket.
"You are summoned…" was the only response he got, taking a glance to Martha he promised with his eyes that he'd keep her safe.