[And so it seems the Malnosso have finished whatever experimentation they had planned for the renegade Time Lord this time around. Oddly enough, he doesn't seem to be all that put off. He's made it down from the mountains with nary a scratch. All that seems off is that he appears a little lost and confused - like someone trying to find their way
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What did they do to you?
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Oh, nothing! Nothing at all! I'm perfectly fine. Suppose they just wanted to do some basic behavioral observations. [Lies.]
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Did they? That's lucky.
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Quite right. Could've been worse - a lot worse. Least I'm back all in one piece!
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Are you? [He crouches down.] They tested my stamina when I was gone. I believe it was something to do with the sort of things a Time Lord can withstand. The levels of it and so on. Jenny was abducted around the same time and came back with the drums. And then you disappear shortly after and you expect me to believe they studied your behaviour? They can do that just as well or better when you're here.
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I assure you, I'm perfectly fine. Just a bit of a headache is all. And... Oh, blimey... Are you making it worse? Stop that.
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I'm not doing anything. What did they do?
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Nothing! It's nothing. Just a sodding headache...but, I mean it. If you're doing something, just, please, knock it off.
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Just stop it. Please. I'm begging you. Make it stop.
[And telepathically he should see flash after flash of the Doctor's memories ranging from the Academy days all throughout his life to the present whooshing by out of order but at a rapid-fire rate. But they're very specific - none of them good. All of them some of the most horrible things he's ever done and so painful that the emotional pain has boiled over into a more physical state. Thus resulting in a screaming headache.]
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Perhaps they're trying to put me in my proper place. [Half-shrug. In the process of the ow ow ow, one of his hands came up to grip the Master's shirt.] Hm. Whatever you're doing now, it seems to be helping.
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Your proper place? Which is where? [He looks down at the hand on his shirt a tad impassively and then goes back to fixing some sort of muffling device into the Doctor's head. It's helping? Actually?] Of course it is.
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...I don't know. I don't know what they wanted. Probably got tired of the 'hero act'. Tried to remind me that I'm not a good person. [He might have started to believe this too, just a little.] Perhaps they're right.
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You put too much stock in binaries. Good and evil people. I'm helping you right now, aren't I?
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That's because I'd be useless to you otherwise if I'm constantly rolling about like a madman. You can't have me in agony you didn't personally cause. [He sounds like he's rolling his eyes but he isn't.] You're not inherently evil, you just like to be in control.
But...[Aww, that frustrated whining noise is so cute, Doctor.] I try so hard to be good and do the right thing. But things always bugger up or people act stupid and I have to...do things. But maybe. Maybe they're right. Perhaps I'm just fooling myself. I'm no better than you are.
[With a sigh, the Doctor nuzzles his head under the Master's chin and sulks there, taking comfort in the familiar scent of there being another of his own kind present.]
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