ODDITY ⇆ DOCTOR WHO

0.42 | F.O.P

                                          〖 THE FIRES OF POMPEII 〗

"I'LL SURRENDER YOU IN A MINUTE. DON'T YOU DARE!" Donna spat, wiggling against the ropes keeping her bound to a large column.

"You will be silent." The sister, who had identified herself as Spurina, hissed. Valarie kept her eyes locked on hers, unsure of what to say or do to get her to back off.

"Listen, sister, you may have eyes on the back of your hands but you'll have them in the back of your head by the time I've finished with you! Let her go!" She yelled. If Valarie wasn't bound and facing down the end of a knife that hovered over the center of her chest, she would've laughed more.

"No voice, not matter the volume, will stop us from ensuring the false prophet pays." When Donna continued to yell over her, Spurina rolled her eyes. "Soon, that prattling voice will cease forever." She threw both of her arms back, ready to plunge it into her chest.

"Oh, that'll be the day." The Doctor hummed, leaning against a column

"No man may enter the temple of Sibyl." She warned.

"Well, that's all right. Just us girls. Did you know I met Sibyl once? Yeah, hell of a woman. Blimey, she could dance the Tarantella. Truth be told I think she had a thing for me. I said it wouldn't last. She said she knew. Yeah, she would now. How are you doing Val?" He called to her as he slowly paced closer to the alter. The sisters parted, allowing him to stand to the right of Valarie's head. He had his hands in his pockets now, looking down at her.

"Oh, never better, dear." She plastered a sarcastic smile on her face. "Go on, keep telling me about how much of a woman Sibyl was." She nodded her head. His eyes went wide and he scratched the back of his head.

"I've never seen those overalls and shirt before, I like them." He told her, fingers playing with the fabric of the read short sleeve shirt. It was so casual, it was like he willingly ignored the fact she was bound.

"Thank you. What about the ropes?" She asked, tugging on them.

"Yeah, not really a fan." He pulled the sonic out, turning to Donna first. The ropes unraveled. He then did Valaries. She sat up, slipping off the alter. Donna intercepted her, grabbing her upper arms.

"Are you alright?" She asked Valarie. She nodded, and asked Donna the same in return.

"Let me tell you about Sibyl, the founder of this religion. She would be ashamed of you. Is this how you spread her word?" He asked them, like a parent scolding his children. "With the blade of a knife?" Spurina pointed the knife at him.

"Yes, a knife that welcomes you." She hissed. From a second alter further back a gravelly voice echoed.

"Show me this man." Spurina turned on her heels.

"High priestess, he would defile us." She argued.

"He is different. He carries starlight in his wake; let me see him." The priestess responded.

"Ah, very perceptive." he approached the priestess's alter. "May I beg an audience to look upon you?" He asked calmly. She nodded and two sisters pulled the veil back, revealing the monstrosity of the high priestess. Her entire body had been consumed with the same rock texture that had appeared on Evelina's arm. She extended her hand for the Doctor to take. He took it, feeling the living stone.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

"It is necessary."

"According to who?" He looked at her.