Ex-ter-min-ate!

Dec 08, 2010 20:53

Who: Agent K and Narvin
What: Talkin' about the Time War, paradoxes, and breaking the universe
When: Sometime between the Tenth Doctor's "I'm fine" post (Dec 5th) and nowish
Where: Kay's cabin
Warnings: Time Lord crazy, Time Lord angst, possibly references to wartime violence, K's general habit of speaking in Swearing-ese.

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most_feared December 9 2010, 05:06:34 UTC
When he asked, Kay had just managed to get settled after a search for a useless TV Guide that had been laying around for show. Two of the actors on display were aliens, and he was going to show Narvin the seams to the bodysuits before he'd given up and settled back in his chair. He was still burdened with the "where did I put that thing?" expression as Narvin asked.

"No, I just heard about them from Barge records. Nasty sons of bitches from what I gathered."

The ones that destroyed Narvin's planet.

He looked over to him sharply. He supposed he ought to adopt a more formal tone. Keep Narvin in an "official" state of mind. "...Hard metallic exosuits? Soft cream-filled center? Shoot first, don't even ask questions later?"

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timesbureaucrat December 9 2010, 05:36:46 UTC
Formal was good. Distance was good. Pretend it was a lesson being given to a new recruit ( ... )

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most_feared December 9 2010, 05:56:26 UTC
He stretched to take the metal between his fingers. Lightweight, and it felt as though it should be more malleable, but when he pressed on it with his thumb there was no give. Useful stuff, whoever came up with it.

He held it up in front of his face. There was an "except", and that "except" went nowhere. Alright, he'd leave the "except" alone for now.

"I'd say so. It usually does. Even with reliable time jumpers it's hard to keep track of someone making unauthorized time travel. I assume your organization had more specific ways to track discrepancies?" He handed the piece of metal back, reaching to pick up his cup of hot chocolate... which probably should have felt odder to drink while discussing invading races with ambitions of genetic cleansing. Kay was taking it in stride.

"What sort of weapons work against them? Concussive? Energy? Projectile? Electro-magnetic?"

Practical how do you kill it question first. And then he intended on finding out where everything had apparently gone wrong.

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timesbureaucrat December 9 2010, 06:35:40 UTC
"The Matrix records temporal discrepancies. It remembers both the correct and revised time lines. We had armies of technicians scouring the Matrix for signs of Dalek interference, but between the Daleks and our own temporal interventions, they became difficult to track. And then there are the temporal and dimensional weapons on top of that--time loops and N-forms and ghost clusters and timonic fusion bombs... It's an utter mess ( ... )

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