The Doctor Of War ³

Exremis pt.2

"Bill, stay close by me, there's a man with a gun. Uh-uh-uh" Nardole says, Bill stops and Nardole walks ahead of her.

"Yeah, you don't actually have to do that. In fact, don't you dare do that" she walks ahead of him, and he touches her arm to stop her.

"Uh-uh-uh, Bill. You're to walk behind me now, like the Seer said."

"Yeah, totally not happening" Nardole faces Bill.

"Ok, Bill. Miss Potts" he removes his spectacles and gets very serious "I am the only person you have ever met, or ever will meet, who is officially licensed to kick the Seer's arse. I will happily do the same to you, in the event that you do not align yourself with any instructions I have issued which I personally judge to be in the best interests of your safety and survival" he puts his spectacles back on, and his voice goes back up a few tones "ok, Bill?"

"Ok."

"Good-o!" they walk on, Bill behind Nardole.

"Nardole, are you secretly a badass?"

"Nothing secret about it, baby doll" then he stops suddenly and whimpers, they see the man's hand holding the little gun on the floor, protruding from a side corridor "well, that answers that question" a bright light appears behind them. They turn around.

"It's an opening like we saw before," Bill says.

"Yeah, like a portal."

"You're right."

"About what?"

"It would be stupid to go and look" they walk forward, towards the light.

*Time Skip*

I remove my sonic shades and put them in my inside pocket, then I feel for the sonic screwdriver and turn on the gizmo attached to my skull. I hear a rumbling sound. I knew it wasn't the Doctor as he'd gone back to the TARDIS to grab something.

"Cardinal Angelo? I could do with your help here" I say, the shadow of a figure robed more like a Buddhist than a Catholic priest is cast across a bookcase. Its arm is very thin and the fingers quite long "I'm not absolutely sure how this is going to work. Either it's going to temporarily fix my eyesight, or it's going to burn out my brain. Just, er, give me a mo" I turn on the gizmo, power surges through the wires into my head, crackling around the electrodes. It is clearly painful. Then I slump.

---

"I am your friend," Missy says.

"Makes no difference" I say.

"I know it doesn't. I know I'm going to die. I have to say it, the truth. Without hope. Without witness. Without reward. I am your friend" I pull the lever. Energy surges from the four columns into Missy's body and she collapses to the floor. I turn away.

"On my oath as a Time Lord of the Prydonian Chapter, I will guard this body for a thousand years."

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In a busy office, one woman goes to get water from the dispenser. Nardole opens the door to the broom closet and enters, Bill following.

"Hello?" the woman says confused.

"Hello," Nardole says.

"Who are you? Do you have clearance for Floor Three?"

"Floor Three of what?"

"Of what?"

"Of what?" Bill replies.

"The Pentagon!" Bill and Nardole retreat back into the broom closet and into a very bright white room. Eleven columns arranged in an almost-circle in the middle are projecting ovals of light. Bill and Nardole come back in through one.