Look just to prove I wasn't lying here is a little bit I'll get more up as soon as I can.
Just as they were making there way out of the city, two guards joined the doctor and Jareth, and politely engaged the Doctor in some light conversation. Both of the new arrivals were overly eager to great the outworlder, and discover all that they could about the world around them. Visitors from other planets were almost unheard of. Jareth recognized the two guards and knew the Doctor would be begging for a rescue from them in no time at all. However, for the moment there constant prattle would be good cover, and so with the Doctor patiently answering there many rapidly fired questions none of them noticed as Jareth silently slipped from the small group.
With a cold crisp grace, of a well-practiced step he slowly started working his way to a poorly lit ally, where he was unsurprized to be hailed by a snakelike accusing hiss of a voice. "You said there where only two strangers."
"You have found the other two then have you." It was a statement, and posed no room for debate. "It seems you have done something right for a change then. What have you done with them?" Came the sharp curt reply.
"They are deep within the tunnels, have no fear they will not escape. Not without our friends getting to them first." Replied a long dark shadow that had taken up residence within a nearby doorframe, like a cat waiting to pounce on unwary pry. There was a deep malice in his voice, and seemed to hold a deep foreboding laugh as an undercurrent when he spoke. "What about these two?"
"The little one calls himself the Doctor, he was very interested in my little token, and wishes to seek it's origin. Don't worry he'll find out soon enough and then, he'll die. Pity though somehow I do think he'd want to have time to write his own epitaph I don't think he'll much approve of mine." Jareth finished brightly.
"And what is to become of the other?" The voice hissed.
"Oh don't worry I have plans for him as long as you keep his friends locked up we need fear no one." Jareth turned as if to go but came to a sudden halt, and turned one again towards the shadow. "Wait perhaps you had better dispose of them as well, but there is no need to hurry. We must and complete all there is to accomplish before tomorrow." With that said Jareth slid through the streets and, unnoticed, rejoined the Doctor and his overly eager companions. Who where still chattering away eagerly, and a very pleased looking Doctor happily being the center of attention.
Just as they were making there way out of the city, two guards joined the doctor and Jareth, and politely engaged the Doctor in some light conversation. Both of the new arrivals were overly eager to great the outworlder, and discover all that they could about the world around them. Visitors from other planets were almost unheard of. Jareth recognized the two guards and knew the Doctor would be begging for a rescue from them in no time at all. However, for the moment there constant prattle would be good cover, and so with the Doctor patiently answering there many rapidly fired questions none of them noticed as Jareth silently slipped from the small group.
With a cold crisp grace, of a well-practiced step he slowly started working his way to a poorly lit ally, where he was unsurprized to be hailed by a snakelike accusing hiss of a voice. "You said there where only two strangers."
"You have found the other two then have you." It was a statement, and posed no room for debate. "It seems you have done something right for a change then. What have you done with them?" Came the sharp curt reply.
"They are deep within the tunnels, have no fear they will not escape. Not without our friends getting to them first." Replied a long dark shadow that had taken up residence within a nearby doorframe, like a cat waiting to pounce on unwary pry. There was a deep malice in his voice, and seemed to hold a deep foreboding laugh as an undercurrent when he spoke. "What about these two?"
"The little one calls himself the Doctor, he was very interested in my little token, and wishes to seek it's origin. Don't worry he'll find out soon enough and then, he'll die. Pity though somehow I do think he'd want to have time to write his own epitaph I don't think he'll much approve of mine." Jareth finished brightly.
"And what is to become of the other?" The voice hissed.
"Oh don't worry I have plans for him as long as you keep his friends locked up we need fear no one." Jareth turned as if to go but came to a sudden halt, and turned one again towards the shadow. "Wait perhaps you had better dispose of them as well, but there is no need to hurry. We must and complete all there is to accomplish before tomorrow." With that said Jareth slid through the streets and, unnoticed, rejoined the Doctor and his overly eager companions. Who where still chattering away eagerly, and a very pleased looking Doctor happily being the center of attention.