[There is a man in a plain back, two button suit and tie, with well polished shoes who is currently pacing in front of the statue in the town square. His close cropped brown hair is left slightly mussed as he absently runs a hand through it, muttering softly under his breath.]
This is too elaborate for him. I stopped him. So this is something else
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Are... Are you okay?
[Hi, Master. Meet what looks to be a fourteen-year-old boy with the bluest eyes and gravity-defying hair dressed in a black coat. Of course, in her heart and soul, Xion is a girl, but not a human one. Not a real human, anyway.
Following her is a quiet, quaint song.]
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Who are you? Do you know anything about this place?
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My name's Xion. I do. You're in a town called Luministi.
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Doctor. Who is trying to help you this time, hm? [Which can also be taken as, who else does he have to kill to win?]
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Help? You don't really think someone is helping me by bringing both of us here, do you? Goodness, you've become surprisingly naive since I saw you last.
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Well, the last time it was your blessed Saint Martha, and I don't quite know enough of what this is to make a very educated guess. [He loses the battle not to pace and does so a few steps, then back before stopping in front of the Doctor.] Why don't you tell me, because the last time I saw you? You were in your little cage.
So, humor me, when was the last time you saw me?
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[as he walks towards the man, that whistling music finally changes to something subtle enough that he can tune out better. he doesn't reach for his weapons, but he's more than ready to grab one if this man turns hostile in any way. (and considering the girl, Verita, was nowhere in sight, it doesn't put him at ease.) still, when he does speak, it's with a business-like tone]
Hello! My name is Agent Washington. I couldn't help overhearing, but you're waiting for answers of some kind? Perhaps I can of some service. [naturally, there's more to this simple line of questioning, but he's interested to ( ... )
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Hello, Agent Washington, I am the Master. What help do you think you might be?
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"The Master", huh? Funny, I never heard of your position in the staff line-up. [but as he's talking, he can't help noticing those drums of the Master's. that doesn't make him happy--nor does the man's tone for that matter. so, he answers in kind.]
Well, that depends. What help do you need? I can't fully guarantee my assistance until I learn what sort of trouble you're having.
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The same that I think everyone here, except those in charge, share in common; assistance in finding out why we are here and, ultimately, leaving this place. Surely we can help each other and others with a goal such as that in common?
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Excuse me... do you know something about this town?
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Unfortunately I know nothing outside of the fact that I was brought here against my will and there seems to be no apparent exit.
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I've not been able to figure out where it's coming from, either.
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Hey - you'd not happen to be one of the people who were here before, would ye?
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