Rose continues to eye Cassandra with all the distrust she deserves.
"After you murdered me?"
"That was your own fault," Rose insists, feeling strangely compelled to remind her that she'd been the one to plead for the Doctor to save Cassandra's life at the end.
"The brain of my mistress survived," Chip explains, "and her pretty blue eyes were salvaged from the bin."
Rose wrinkles her nose a bit in disbelief, and laughs, incredulous.
"What about the skin? I saw it, you-- you got ripped apart."
"That piece of skin was taken from the front of my body. This piece is the back."
This only makes Rose laugh harder. "Right! So you're talking out of your ar--"
"Ask not." Cassandra cut her off, sharply.
Further explanations commenced, with Chip grovelling on at his mistress's nonexistent feet, going on about how he'd helped her, how she'd been hiding here in secret with Chip giving her access to the drugs and technology needed to sustain her.
It was creepy. Cassandra was just as creepy as ever, and this Chip person's obsession with her was just... Rose shuddered to consider it too carefully as she listened to Cassandra whine on some more about being the last human.
"Well, you've got a knack for survival - I'll give you that."
It's all she'll give her. Rose starts to think she'd best find the Doctor, let him know about this, and let him figure out what to do about Cassandra.
Unfortunately, Cassandra appears to have other ideas.
"I've not been idle, Rose... tucked away, underneath this hospital - I've been listening. The Sisters are hiding something."
Warily: "What do you mean?"
"Oh... these cats have secrets. Hush, let me whisper. Come close."
That makes Rose crack up again. As if she were that stupid? Please. Cassandra had to have lost a few brain cells somewhere along the way.
"You must be joking if you think I'm coming anywhere near you!"
To prove her point, she backs up, and finds herself apparently just where Cassandra wanted her. Caught in some device, some thing that sends beams of light out to capture and hold her.
"Chip! Activate the psychograft!"
"I can't move! Cassandra, let me go! What are you doing?" Rose's voice rose in panic as she struggled futiley against whatever force held her.
"The lady's moving on. It's goodbye trampoline, and hello Blondie!"
Cassandra's voice was all Rose could hear, and suddenly it was as though her head was full of it, full of Cassandra, full of that familiar voice, and then full of nothing but darkness.
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Date: 2006-10-09 02:19 am (UTC)Rose continues to eye Cassandra with all the distrust she deserves.
"After you murdered me?"
"That was your own fault," Rose insists, feeling strangely compelled to remind her that she'd been the one to plead for the Doctor to save Cassandra's life at the end.
"The brain of my mistress survived," Chip explains, "and her pretty blue eyes were salvaged from the bin."
Rose wrinkles her nose a bit in disbelief, and laughs, incredulous.
"What about the skin? I saw it, you-- you got ripped apart."
"That piece of skin was taken from the front of my body. This piece is the back."
This only makes Rose laugh harder.
"Right! So you're talking out of your ar--"
"Ask not." Cassandra cut her off, sharply.
Further explanations commenced, with Chip grovelling on at his mistress's nonexistent feet, going on about how he'd helped her, how she'd been hiding here in secret with Chip giving her access to the drugs and technology needed to sustain her.
It was creepy. Cassandra was just as creepy as ever, and this Chip person's obsession with her was just... Rose shuddered to consider it too carefully as she listened to Cassandra whine on some more about being the last human.
"Well, you've got a knack for survival - I'll give you that."
It's all she'll give her. Rose starts to think she'd best find the Doctor, let him know about this, and let him figure out what to do about Cassandra.
Unfortunately, Cassandra appears to have other ideas.
"I've not been idle, Rose... tucked away, underneath this hospital - I've been listening. The Sisters are hiding something."
Warily: "What do you mean?"
"Oh... these cats have secrets. Hush, let me whisper. Come close."
That makes Rose crack up again. As if she were that stupid? Please. Cassandra had to have lost a few brain cells somewhere along the way.
"You must be joking if you think I'm coming anywhere near you!"
To prove her point, she backs up, and finds herself apparently just where Cassandra wanted her. Caught in some device, some thing that sends beams of light out to capture and hold her.
"Chip! Activate the psychograft!"
"I can't move! Cassandra, let me go! What are you doing?" Rose's voice rose in panic as she struggled futiley against whatever force held her.
"The lady's moving on. It's goodbye trampoline, and hello Blondie!"
Cassandra's voice was all Rose could hear, and suddenly it was as though her head was full of it, full of Cassandra, full of that familiar voice, and then full of nothing but darkness.