[Private to Rassilon]

[Omega's sitting back on an office, chair, the collar of his shirt unbuttoned, a drink in his hand. He's not looking at the camera, though he glances up at it before he speaks.] We shall have to decide what dialect we are speaking because I was unaware 'making friends with Narvin' was the same as 'make him your lackey'. You've ( Read more... )

[Well, Omega woke up, because all the anguish going on is not conducive to a restful sleep, thought 'hey, so this what this room looks like' and 'is that my fire? Oops!' before realising that he's not going to be of much help dead on his feet and rambly thinking. So he stumbled all the way back to his room for a nap. He had just gotten the slightly ( Read more... )

I appreciated the attempts, regardless of success, to calm me. I'll be remaining in my room, studying.

Regrets to T'Pol, Adric and the infirmary staff, I believe a temporary absence from my commitments will be necessary.

- Ω

OOC: He's freaked out by his young self, so he's going into hermitage, he's likely not going to respond to attempts to ( Read more... )

[A determined face, not unlike the Doctor's at all, looks out at you, getting angrier as time goes on.] I, Omega, am a fanciful man. [Well, that is not at all like the Doctor's voice.(About a minute in.)]

One does not help to re-engineer an entire society without an active imagination open to new possibilities and a dream for a better future. But ( Read more... )