"You said there was no way you could help," Seg pointed out, his casing snapping shut faster than anyone could even blink. He felt far safer now, though he knew the chances of his escaping were slim to none. Section 5 was locked tighter than any other section, and there was no doubt in his mind there were many other sections to get through. Much of the technology he'd once wielded as a strong and ruthless Dalek Commander - technology that might have onced allowed him an easy escape - had been damaged in his long ago crash or promptly destroyed as soon as he was discovered. "I am… concerned that there is no logic in your actions. It is unlikely I will be able to escape. Your chances will be even slimmer if you let me go."
"I couldn't say anything else!" Rose countered defensively. "I'd rather not have a unique creature like you be destroyed like that. A fractional percent chance to get you out is better than no chance at all, which is what it's going to be whenever he finds that car… which might be a while. Besides, I'm as good as converted anyway. You heard him."
"I am not unique, nor important," Seg argued, stubbornness entering his being. Old directives, somehow flipped, took hold. He wasn't leaving without her, even if it lowered both their chances. "You are far more unique. Far more important. The human race must be preserved."
"Seg, there's plenty of humans around, but there's only one of you. You're unique here." She pulled her key card out of a pocket in her lab coat. "You can't go alone at first. Hopefully this should get us out of the building… but worst case scenario, you'll be on your own after that."
"They will convert you," there was a sense of urgency in his voice, a growing insanity, even. "That cannot happen. It is not supposed to happen. This is wrong! This is wrong! Wrong! Wrong! YOU MUST ESCAPE!"
"Okay, okay, fine, I'll go with you," Rose hissed, trying to keep him quiet. There were other scientists staring already… much more panicking on Seg's part and the plan would be thwarted. "You're making a scene. Come on, let's go for a walk… it'll be your last one like that," she added, knowing for a fact that others were still paying attention to them. So long as Seth wasn't.
Gears seemed to turn in Seg's mind. He might have lived centuries under the reign of humankind, but the sharpness and intelligence bred into all of his species still thrived. He knew everything about Global Dynamics… or, at least, enough to get him by. Certain areas were always easier to infiltrate, and thereby also escape, and some places simply weren't equipped to hold up to the standard of Seg's gun - even if it had been downgraded many times over since his crash - or the pressure under pure Dalekanium (though, again, his casing wasn't up to par).
There were many other obstacles to get through, but for the moment the most he could hope for was enough time to escape. "Now," he stated in a voice harsh and demanding, a remnant of his past occupation as a Dalek Commander. "Follow me." He waited for her to respond, calculating the safest route out of Section 5.
Rose nodded slightly. "...okay. Just promise not to sacrifice yourself or anything."
There was a room in front of them that had once housed a project drone several years ago, now primarily empty. While his weapons were not fully functioning, he knew the structure of the building. They could escape upwards from that room, as there was a largely unguarded area straight above the drone's former laboratory. From there they'd have to fight their way out, though that would be simple if Seg could recall the instinctual militaristic mind all Daleks shared. How they'd escape the shields around GD was another story - one Seg had not yet calculated out.
"I will not." He stated, each word crisp and clear. He set off at a rather slow but hurried pace to execute his plan, blasting through the door of the now empty laboratory, Rose in tow. He quickly calculated the weak point in the ceiling above, crashing through it with a shaky but purposeful flight path, damaging both the lights on his dome and badly mangling his eyestalk. The urgency in his movements told of an uncontrolled fear and urge to get away. He was no longer a logical and intelligent creature, but a dangerous animal. Upon seeing he had made an opening to the level above, he lowered himself back to the ground. "Hang onto me. We can escape," he nearly ordered Rose, the blue light of his eye flickering oddly from the damage. "We must hurry."
She quickly obeyed, grabbing onto Seg with all her might, swearing that she could hear alarms in the distance. Maybe she was just imagining it, or perhaps someone had just set off the smoke detector again. She didn't know, and, at the moment, she didn't care. All she had to do was survive long enough for Seg to escape.
There were alarms, blaring out for all of Global Dynamics to hear. However, Seg ignored this. Making sure Rose was properly secured upon his back, he took a wobbly beeline upwards. Setting his base down again, allowing for the human to slide off him, he spun his dome around with a horrible grinding sound from the damage. There was no time to properly assess the situation, and nothing within his casing was functioning as it had years ago when he was a fully functioning Dalek commander. There were people in every direction, some with weapons, others without. There were a few vehicles, but from what Seg could tell they were rather newly converted and not likely to have the reaction time that they might have possessed in their former bodies. "Stay close," he said, gun at the ready, even if only any use in temporarily stunning and scaring the current audience.
The Dalek and human slid and walked forwards at a swift pace, with Seg almost wildly shooting at anyone who dared to get near them. His mangled eyestalk made it hard to see, and he hoped Rose would be able to be his lookout in his blindspots. They were close enough to the doors to see them, and Seg hoped desperately that he'd have enough power in his weapon to destroy them if they weren't unlocked.
But Rose didn't listen. Running away from Seg to try to get to the door faster, she quickly pulled out her key card and scanned it on the lock, figuring that it had been disabled already. It was pointless, but at least worth a shot.
The electronic handle flashed green, allowing her to shove it open. "Come on!" she called out to him, glancing back and forth to make sure that no one was close to her yet.
Seg was slower. His power was lower than it should be, and his speed was not in his favor. Even so, he made an effort to divert power to his motivator, sacrificing the functionality of his weapons to do so. His dome was constantly swiveling, scanning, monitoring… but he knew that ultimately they would be stopped unless they could find a way past Global Dynamics' shields. Gliding past the doors, he was met with the strange sensation of a breeze pricking at his sensor globes. The sensation shocked him for a moment. He was outside. He wiggled his eyestalk, picking out Rose. They had to get to the shield controls and fast, though he doubted they could shut them down. Time was of the essence, and oh how little of it they had.
The human had already ran behind the building, throwing open the box she knew to be the controls to the shields around the base - she could get out without a problem, but Seg had been tagged with a monitor that would kill him if he tried. Looking over the controls, there were at least two areas to put in passcodes… that she didn't know. Great. She couldn't shout to Seg, only hoping that he'd seen where she went and was following, slow as he was. Engines could be heard in the distance, as well as shouting.
Dropping shields in an attempt to pick up speed, he was at Rose's side as quickly as possible. It was painful to watch her struggle with passcodes when he knew he had the technology (or at least some of it) that could fry the computer with millions of possible codes per second, yet he couldn't touch the controls.
Frustrated, Rose kicked the base of the box. Nothing. "I don't know if you wanna try. Or can." She instead checked the monitor on the back of Seg's casing… but she didn't have the passcode to remove that, either.
"I cannot," Seg said, a note of despair in his strange, grating voice. "I am a prisoner. I cannot or I could be killed."
The human went back to the box on the side of the building, hopelessly pressing random numbers into the keypad again. Another alarm went off. "No… no, CRAP!" she practically screamed, trying not to let tears form in her eyes. "THEY'RE GONNA CONVERT YOU IF I DON'T-" she tried yet again to put in another code, but was quickly thrown backwards and onto the ground, white sparks flying from the now weaponized box.
A black car turned the corner, smirking victoriously. "You actually fell for that. I'm surprised. Normally scientists aren't that stupid. But I guess you are."
The human stared down, her hands still quivering and mind reeling. She could see her skin beginning to blister already from the burns. It hurt. "Seg, get out. If your shields still work. Get. Out."
The Dalek stood his ground, pulling power into old shields as well as his weapon. He would be immobile, but he knew that running would get him no further than fighting would. He could see the hopelessness in the situation, but old instincts poured over this logic. If he was going down, he wasn't without a fight. "I HAVE FULL WEAPONS CAPABILITIES," Seg screeched, "DO NOT COME NEAR ME."
"Liar. Besides, there'll be backup here in a minute. I won't have to." He kept a careful, albeit taunting distance from the Dalek nonetheless.
The Dalek wanted to shoot him. Anger flared uncontrollably. He was half tempted to leap out of his casing and attack with his own bare tentacles. He knew he could. He could rip the car apart… but he would be sacrificing his shields and weapons. He was terrified by his helplessness, and for once he could see no situation that had any plausible chance of allowing him nor Rose to escape… but perhaps he could bide Rose time. Time to think of a way of escape, even if it cost him his life… or worse, being converted.
"He's trying to make you mad, Seg." Rose couldn't form a complete thought… it was all she could do to keep from vomiting. More people and at least two or three vehicles cornered the building, some with guns but others with medical equipment. Someone had handcuffs.
"Told you there'd be backup. Now I don't have to worry about it. Fortunate, because this woman is going to be the first of this division, after you, to be converted."
The first person to get near Seg would be shot. He readied himself, eyestalk swiveling as if overwhelmed from person to person. "DO NOT COME NEAR US!" he squawked, his gunstick waving as he aimed from person to person. In all the commotion, someone managed to throw a thick blanket over him, attempting to blind the Dalek before he could aim at anyone specific. It was, however, enough to make him shoot. His dome swiveled in an attempt to shake the covers off, his lights still burned bright against the sheets as he began to panic. "I CANNOT SEE! DO NOT COME NEAR ME! MY VISION IS IMPAIRED! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"
"SEG DON'T!" Rose cried out hoarsely, doing everything she could to stay out of the way of his blind shots… which was difficult with someone keeping a tight hold on her wrists as they pulled her off the ground, snapping the cuffs on. One bolt narrowly missed her arm.
"You're gonna hit your girlfriend if you keep this up," the car snarled, also having to dodge the Dalek's gun. "Would you like her dead?"
"DO NOT COME NEAR ME!" Seg yowled in desperation, ceasing fire at Rose's command. Panic filled his being, he wanted only to shoot in fear that someone would come at him and take him away, but Rose was the only one he had left to obey, and the loyalty and obedience to his commanders shined through even the blind rage.
"Seg…" Rose struggled weakly against her captors, but it was no use. She was as good as converted. "Don't fight… you have to let them near you." She didn't realize the power she had over the Dalek at first… but maybe she could use it to keep people from being killed in Seg's panic. "...we lost. If you're not gonna save yourself, we lost."
"Surrender?" he asked uncertainly.
She swallowed. "...yes."
The Dalek hesitated, a horrible aching feeling pulsing through its body as it uttered words it had never before said. "I surrender." His shields lowered, his weapon's power ceased to exist. Fear made its heart race, and he swung his eyestalk to look at Rose for reassurance that this was the right thing to do, even as officials advanced.
"I'm sorry… so, so sorry…" she had to look away, the guilt eating her alive.
"Well you didn't help any," the car shot back, sick of how much the creature was relying on Rose for 'emotional support.'
A couple people brought a type of cart over to the scene, quickly guiding the now-compliant Seg onto it - the car would be the only one that could pull it when loaded, but that was no problem.
"Do not be sorry," Seg said, turning to bare his icy gaze on the car now, "You have no reason to be." Even with no usual points of reference, it was obvious the Dalek was tense. His gun twitched in his socket as he pondered whether to disobey Rose's orders, but he refrained even as fear raced through his mind and his battle computer further muddled his thoughts with its constant babble.
"...yes… I do…"