10

"Irosium," Rick said while tapping someone on the shoulder, the person quickly typed on the screen to get test results up. "It's rather boring to look at I have to admit."

"I thought it was coal."

"Exactly the same thought I had," Rick said while pulling glasses out of his jacket pocket and slipping them on. "Don't let its appearance fool you though, it's extremely heavy it broke two cranes for it to get into that container, and that container got made by the people who lived here."

"Does that class as slave labour?" Phil asked while crossing her arms, it was an honest question. They imprison the native people and get them to build something to hold the thing they're technically stealing. Rick regarded her with a stern blue eyed look before looking back to the screen, Doctor tapped her on the shoulder.

"You have such a way with words."

"Look who's talking!"

"Yeah I am rather amazing with words aren't I?" Doctor smiled slowly and narrowed his eyes at the screen. "That's it radiation test results?"

"Exactly!" Rick exclaimed, Phil looked between the two men and the computer screen confused.

"I don't get it."

"Phil in simple terms, it adsorbs any kind of radiation."

"So?"

"Nothing really, just that that is really cool." Doctor shrugged, Rick looked at the two of them before rolling his eyes back to the screen.

"Despite being incredibly heavy it is very easy to mold into different shapes."

"How can you shape it if you can't lift it up?"

"Oh! That is a very good question Phil wish I thought it up!" Doctor said while taking to looking back at the coal like lump in the container. "Lets see you answer that one." He winked back at Rick who just crossed his arms and looked at the two of them.

"You don't have to lift it up to shape it."

"Your question got answered Phil, now answer mine, why are you mining for it?"

"You've not been to Earth for a while have you?" Rick asked while walking past them and back out of the room. "Irosium can be used as a substitute for fuels, it can also be used in radiotherapy."

"Trying to better the world there?" Doctor mused while while rummaging in his jacket pocket, him and Phil were walking behind Rick. She jumped when the screwdriver she had stolen from the museum got tapped on her shoulder. No sooner had the two been reunited after the Darkness got sorted out did she return it to him. Phil kept the scarf though, there was no way Doctor was getting that scarf back.

Doctor proceeded to do a load of elaborate hand signs and put the screwdriver in her hands. Phil raised an eyebrow at him and pocketed it. Pulling out her phone she quickly typed on it and then showed him.

Going solo in exploring?

As an answer she got a wide smile and a nod, Phil rolled her eyes and typed again, Freeing the prisoners? For that Doctor shook his head with a light frown, shaking his hand at her she gave him the phone.

No, not wise! You can free one to talk to only to get their side of the story other than that, that is all. Phil made a thoughtful noise before jumping to walk next to Rick. "Where's your loo?" She asked casually, Doctor rolled his eyes at the most typical cliché question she could ask.

Rick stopped walking and looked at her, "What? I really need to go!" She exclaimed childishly, "Don't make me squat somewhere."

"Oh Phil that is disgusting!" Doctor exclaimed and playfully hit her on the head, "Sorry, twenty-first century people, their manners are awful really."

"Coming from the man who just hit me!"

"It was a tap! A tap!"

"Alright alright!" Rick exclaimed to stop them from causing more of a scene, the two of them smiled happy that their scene making skills had improved. "It's down the corridor to the left."

"Thank you!" Phil cheered and ran off quickly, the two men watched her disappear around the corner before Doctor tapped Rick on the shoulder. "It's alright she'll catch us up, she has a brilliant photographic memory." He lied and watched him turn and continue down the corridor. Doctor glanced at the corridor Phil had disappeared down and quickly walked after his guide.

Exiting the toilet Phil tinkered on the watch around her wrist. Despite not needing a damper anymore she still wore it for safety sake. She felt a little more safe knowing her psychic energy was being repressed. Luckily for her it was still working thanks to Naramiel sparking it with life again, looking at the slightly holographic map she hummed and shuffled down the corridor. Taking out the pocketed screwdriver she looked it over, thinking back to the drawings she did of the many different ones she was trying to think which one it resembled. Spinning it in her hand she looked back to the map, stopping and looking up at the corridor in front of her she frowned at the many doors.

There was one door she was looking for, peering through every little window she stopped when she found the door. Aiming the screwdriver at the lock she turned the wheel and pulled the door open, "Help! Help! You have to help me!"

"Shhh," Phil crouched down to the little boys level, it was the same little boy she'd earlier seen. "Shh, you're alright! I won't let anyone hurt you but can you help me?" Phil said while smiling at him, the little boy resembled a average eight year old boy from Earth. Although the difference between him being from Earth and Varlpilia was that his eyes were large and dark and when he blinked a thin layer of skin slid across sidewards. There was also slight webbing between his fingers, he was more like a humanoid fish than a little normal boy.

"How long have you been in there for?" Phil stood back up straight and shut the door, locking it behind them. The little boy held his hand up to her, she looked at him confused before holding her hand out and grasping onto his. This action seemed to calm the boy down slightly, "What's your name? I'm Philippa, but I also get called Phil."

"Nikek," he said quietly and looked around the corridors. "I've been in that room for a long time."

"How long is a long time? A day?"

"Longer...I can't remember."

"Hey it's alright! We all forget after a while," Phil smiled and swung his hand, so she had established so far that Nikek had been locked away for a long period of time. "Do you live here?"

"Uh-huh." Nikek looked around suddenly with wide eyes, "My mother! I need to find her!" He shouted, Phil crouched down to his level and put her hands on his shoulders.

"Nikek? I can't find her right this minute but I know someone who can help find her." She smiled and patted him on the shoulders, "Tell me about your home Nikek."

"It's wet."

"You say it like it's a bad thing!" She laughed and swung his hand in hers again, "You know where I come from there's always rain you get used to it. But is here always wet?"

"Mmhm but...it got worse when the people came." Nikek then frowned up at her, "You're not one of them are you?"

"I am a person, but I'm not with them." Phil said while leading him down the corridor. "How long have they been here for?"

"Months." Nikek answered, Phil frowned by his answer meant that he had been locked away for a month or two. "My kind are peaceful and we welcomed the people here." Nikek said while looking up at her, "They asked loads of questions like you."

"I'm sorry Nikek I'm just curious is all, I won't ask any more questions if you want." Phil said while smiling down at him. Phil glanced down at him quickly before looking at the map on her watch, she was taking him back to the room where Doctor and Rick would be. Phil made a popping noise which caused him to laugh, she was happy she got Nikek out, adults would sugar coat the moment but a child wouldn't, she believed that he told the truth completely.