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When telepathy isn't shown using reported speech it's indicated with 'these single quotation mark things and in italics'.
Just thought I'd mention that to avoid as much confusion as possible~
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The guards have finally located the room which the Mistress should be in and four exits which Florence is hoping haven't been shut down since.
Now all that stands between them and freedom is the locked door between Florence and the Mistress. The only way into the room is through that door. Unfortunately there is no key hole, no key code entry pad and no way to pry it open.
There is however a biometric scanning pad which according to one of the soldiers will unlock the door if presented with the correct hand. The hand that just so happens to belong to the woman outside of the facility. Damn.
With a sigh Florence presses her forehead against the wall.
"PRINT UNRECOGNISED. ACCESS DENIED." Despite the situation Florence laughs. The voice of the woman whose hand she needs comes from one of the speakers in the wall.
"You have no way to get into that room and no way to get out of the building. Will you just surrender?" Florence won't but that woman can keep hoping.
Absentmindedly the human shuffles through the minds of those under her power, wishing that a solution would hurry up and present itself.
"You." She turns to one of the people in the front row,"Retrieve the things which were taken from the Mistress and I." She nods and immediately leaves for, most likely, the processing room for alien goods. Footsteps echo along the corridor.
"And make it fast!" Florence adds. The steps speed into a run. For several minutes the group wait outside the door. The sound of people breathing is almost a cacophony against the silence of the building. Eventually the soldier returns. With a satisfied grin the girl tucks her belongings back into her pockets, securing the Mistress's in one inside her coat so they are harder to access- she doubts even the Mistress herself knows everything they do and she would prefer not to risk it.
Aside from one she is quite familiar with.
The end of the pen lights up, emitting an odd buzzing noise.
"Our locks don't open to sonic devices either." Florence aims the pen nib at the panel.
"That's no trouble- it's not sonic." A red light glows at the tip of the pen and the green light of the panel hums as if a hand had been placed over it.
"PRINT UNRECOGNISED. ACCESS-" The computerised voice cuts out and the door clicks open.
Florence waits for one moment in case there are guards in front of the door. Her guards wait outside as she pushes the door completely open. It doesn't slide shut behind her.
As quietly as she can the human tip toes into the room, glancing around the corner nervously. A shot passes by her head and she falls back against the wall, shaking. Something begins running so Florence runs too, back into the corridor, back into the safety of her crowd.
"Restrain them!" Her soldiers obey, managing to keep hold of their former comrades without anyone being seriously injured.
Still shuddering in fright Florence makes her way to the door again. One of the men who was in the room looks up at her. Florence takes control of him too and her crowd relinquish him.
Before she bends him to her will she can feel his surprise at her appearance and pity for the fear clear in her posturing. He hadn't believed the woman when she said that their target was a girl. In his mind her eyes are wide, her face white as she flees. Putting it aside Florence questions him.
"Who else is in that room?"
"Kate and the Mistress." Florence nods.
"Kate?"
"Kate Lethbridge-Stewart. Head of UNIT."
"Weapons?" He shakes his head.
"None." With one final nod Florence takes a deep breath and wipes clammy hands on her skirt. The human leaves the soldiers outside again and steps through the door, not bothering to be quiet this time.
The Mistress lies limply in her restraints, head propped up by her shoulder. Beside her stands the blonde woman, gun in hand, safety off. If the girl is completely honest she kind of expected it.
"I will not allow you any further." Florence recognises the voice from the intercom. Her gaze flickers to the Mistress worriedly.
"The Time Lord is fine." With a nod Florence looks the other human in the eyes.
"You will obey me."
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