Sweet as Sugar
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Sweet as Sugar Chapter Three
Disclaimers Apply
A/N Foxy is a goddess.
The Boys ™ tell me so. ;)
Rose felt
cold. Metal pressed against her back and
her joints ached from it the deep chill settling in her bones.
smell of roses and incense seemed incongruous with the ozone-tinged smell of
the metal she laid upon.
a bit like her granny. _It smells like a
spaceship, this metal does. _
_Hush, you
_ she ordered the prim voice. _Not
everything is a spaceship in space. _
_Fine, don’t
mind me… I’ll just shut up then. _
Rose
gritted her teeth, inhaling deeply as she opened her eyes.
overhead and around her, the voices stopped murmuring.
for some clue as to where she was. She
remembered the Ladies Market, remembered falling, then
things became hazy. _How did I get
here? _ “Doctor?” she asked thickly, her
throat burning and raw. She gasped, her
fingers flying to her neck. Something
cool and metallic lay against the hollow of her throat; a brief exploration
with her fingertips proved it to be a necklace, seemingly a locket or some
other sort of pendant. “Doctor?” she
asked again, a little louder. The pain
in her throat made tears spring to her eyes but she did not pay them much
mind. Her heart was starting to race
faster with each second that passed without his response.
through glue, Rose sat up. A long,
horrified moment passed while her brain scrambled for information, realization
dawning in a full body blush. She was naked.
chest, her arms folding around her calves, trying to cover as much as
possible. She forced herself to ignore
the pain in her leg from the earlier fall and the burning in her throat and
head. She was naked and, she realized,
apparently outside. Row after row of
long metal benches were arrayed around her in a sunburst shape, with her on one
of the far flung arms. A few other
females there, no where near her but stirring awake as well.
hair spread down their backs to cover them.
“Doctor?” she cried, almost a full on shout now.
rising in a dome above her. Below the
bench, a blue-tinged green grass spread out, dotted with flowers in every color
imaginable. They seemed to be in the middle
of some field, surprisingly desolate for such a cheery landscape, Rose
thought. No one was looking at her or
even heeding her cries for help.
“Drink
this,” a soft voice murmured behind her.
Rose
suppressed a shriek, shifting painfully to turn and find a tall female, her
head shaven and elegant, offering her a ruby crystal cup, almost a bowl, she
thought. “Where am I?
tensing. She did not know what she would
do to escape but she knew it would be bloody if she needed it to be.
her and smiled slightly, her sloe eyes crinkling at the corners.
“This is
Asher was hard on you.” She paused,
glancing to either side, before sitting on the metal bench next to Rose.
treated as befits a Goddess.”
Rose felt
her lip tremble and she could not keep the panic out of her voice.
The smell wafting from the cup was tempting… She found herself taking it
from the female and raising it to her lips.
It smelled like rosewater and honey, she thought, her parched throat
begging for relief. Tentatively, she
took a sip. Sweet, exotic warmth spread
through her body as the liquid soothed her soreness.
“You are in
the
and laid a hand on Rose’s shoulder.
the Lady. Ah, here comes
Another bald female, obviously younger than the one at Rose’s side,
approached with an armful of jewel-toned fabric, all of it gloriously filmy and
decadent. Rose stared,
garment shot through with gold and motioned Rini
away. “This will cover you nudity
outside of the Palace walls. Within the
walls, it is entirely optional.”
Rose took the garment and
hastily pulled it over her head, huddling in on herself as best as she could to
avoid exposing herself. The garment was loose, draping and bunching around her
as she sat, the gold embroidery beautiful but itchy against her skin.
Jack… I want to go back to them.” She
sounded more confident now, she noticed.
_It’s a wonder what a bit of fabric can do for a girl.
“I’m sorry,
but you can’t. You’re in the
now… and you have to stay here.”
“What? No!”
Rose leapt to her feet. “I have to
leave! I’m not staying here!” She
grabbed for the tall female’s arm and forcibly turned her about.
go. “Please, I have to get out of here!”
“I’m sorry,
but you can’t. You’re in the
now…and you have to stay here,” she repeated, turning away and striding to the
next female, several benches away.
“That’s
Nova,” a tiny voice said at elbow level.
Rose turned
to find Rini standing next to her, still holding a
stack of robes, though it seemed to be greatly depleted. “You have to help me,”
she said, not a little desperately. “I
need to get out of here! I don’t belong in a temple or THE temple or wherever
this is!”
had gone missing. Rose gasped again,
recognizing her as a child, one of the ones from the Market.
you meat The Lady!” She wrinkled her
nose in a giggle and hurried to catch up with Nova.
Rose closed
her eyes tightly, her hands clenching and unclenching in the thin fabric of her
garment, which had fallen and shifted into it’s proper
form when she stood, resembling some sort of modified toga.
have been crying and screaming and thrashing around at this point.
near-hysterical female on the bench nearest her, she would have to use her
head. Nova turned her dark eyes towards
her and smiled. Rose smiled back, baring her teeth.
making Rose’s teeth chatter together.
Nova and those like her, scattered
about the array of benches, stood and folded their hands below their
breasts. Rini
stood up on one on the benches and raised her hands for attention.
her. This is a great honor.
Temple.”
A/N Sorry, I thought there would be
smut this chapter but you’re just going to have to wait for Jack in the next
one. ;)
This *is* a Doctor/Rose ship so be expecting THAT aspect very soon.