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Post by Owen Harper on Nov 19, 2011 1:28:41 GMT -5
The Cyberman was staring at Sarah Jane. The word free what does it mean? It does remember a little about being human. It remembered it had a purpose. It remembered it had little ones to take care. The Cyberman, who was actually a woman who has collection memory of her family she once had. The Cybermen killed her husband and her kids. There are no emotions to connect to those memories. The heart was disconnected to the brain. It did seem a wise idea to not have emotions.
The suggestion of the woman was fascinating. The woman was defending herself and the man next to her. It was like she was a mother. The Cyberman had an image of herself remembering protecting her own children like a lion to her cubs. They are resisting. They will perish. The woman had comment about leaving on the ship.
“Yes, that is good,” the Cyberman said. “Humans are weak. Others will become Cyberman.” It turned and walked away.
Owen was feeling scared but he had the lack of emotions. Was this how Cyberman feel? “God I know how it feels,” he said rubbing his arms against his chest. He was looking at them. No sense what so ever. “Least I am still human emotions and human needs.”
Owen looked horrified as the Cyberman was walking out. “You know what you just did? You let a hitler leave the building?” he said angrily. “We are safe but THAT thing is going to leave Earth, make an army of Cybermen and come to earth…Sarah Jane…That was the stupidest ideas…God, dang it! We have to stop it. I know we protect the Cardiff and the Earth...I can't let that thing live!!!!"
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Post by Sarah Jane on Nov 19, 2011 12:04:56 GMT -5
Woman and Cyberman faced off. Luckily (or unluckily, depending on how you looked at it, ) Sarah Jane had spent quite a bit of time with Cybermen once while tied to a chair. She understood their small circle logic. It did not surprise her that she managed to change it's course.
Well, Announcer, tell her what she's won, she thought to herself with much rue, a Cyberman on the loose, off to do what Cybermen do. Then the bad angel spoke from the other side in her mind. You've got Owen.
Owen's words stung. Dead, he could not feel her touch him, so she gently gripped his head, fanned fingers to his temple so he could see her touching him, and drew his face close to hers looking calmly, intently into his tired anxious eyes.
"Owen, I came to rescue you, not watch you discorporate. Not on my watch." She told him fiercely. "You're too important. Don't you know that? I don't think you know how loved you are." she tried to impress upon him, then let go her light grip on his face.
The Cyberman was stomping perfect interference for them, and taking care of the Catkind problem for them at the same time. It was horrible to hear. And it was her fault, as certain and damning as Dr.Cat's brains on the floor and a bullet hole made from Sarah Jane's bullet in the remains of it's furry, bloody forehead.
"Alright then, Nurse Betty, let's get you out of here." She dialed out the Bubble Shield and headed for the door. "We've got a Cyberman to stop, but not until we're better armed. "
She moved in a hurry, glancing back over her shoulder to see if he was coming.
What had they done to him? She shuddered to think.
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