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May 11, 2011 14:30

[Friends(ish) Filter (minus Ardent who is dead and totally OFF this filter now)]

Has anything happened while I've been indisposed? [Yes, he's trying to get right back to work. And avoid talking about what happened.

[Private to Admiral]

Revive Ardent.

[then later, after hearing that Ardent is still a vegetable...Warden Filter]

The death toll ( Read more... )

team xenophobia!, time lords = repression, what is this friendship thing?, narvin fails at life

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[Spam] championoftime May 12 2011, 04:17:39 UTC
[When his shift is on, the Doctor comes over and gives him a very serious look.] You've something right here. [He touches his chest, and intends to sweep up and gently tip his nose when he looks down.]

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[Spam] timesbureaucrat May 12 2011, 04:38:59 UTC
[Narvin looks down at his chest with a frown. When the Doctor lightly flicks his finger up, Narvin gives him a look that says without words or telepathy, "What the hell was that?"]

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[Spam] championoftime May 12 2011, 05:58:08 UTC
Made you look. [Said in a subdued, friendly way.]

If it helps, I didn't see it coming. I don't see how you could have, even being his warden.

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[Spam] timesbureaucrat May 12 2011, 06:39:15 UTC
[The Doctor was a Time Lord, and a powerful psychic. Even without touch he should be able to pick up his words.]

//I expected him to be furious, but I didn't expect such irrational violence.//

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[Spam] championoftime May 12 2011, 06:46:03 UTC
I never expect irrational violence. [Surprisingly, he chooses not to respond psychically. He's oddly defensive of those barriers of his, but he won't violate any of the ones Narvin's had to drop to properly communicate.]

Will you inform me the next time you intend to get injured so we can plan around it?

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[Spam] timesbureaucrat May 12 2011, 07:04:12 UTC
//Oh, of course. I do hope my brutal assault didn't interrupt anything important. I'll schedule it better next time.//

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[Spam] championoftime May 12 2011, 07:08:49 UTC
Thank you. I know your calendar is full of them but I must insist you make some time for me. [He sits at the edge of the bed, backed up against Narvin's hip with his usual intrusion.] How are your friends taking it?

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[Spam] timesbureaucrat May 12 2011, 07:32:58 UTC
[The Doctor gets a raised eyebrow.] //How ever could I be so selfish and thoughtless.//

//They are concerned.// [It's very strange to have people that other people would call his friends. And even stranger to have those friend-like people openly show concern.]

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[Spam] championoftime May 12 2011, 08:15:10 UTC
Stop feeling so uneasy. Or off. What is that? [He can't miss those feelings that accompany the observation of concern.] Oh whatever, you have friends. You don't need constant conflict to survive here. You're not the Coordinator of the CIA here, you're a warden. You're a man in love. You're a Time Lord among vastly differing Time Lords. You're a minority. You're a protector. You're notorious.

...Actually I can't detect any psychic threads from your inmate. You might want to look at that. Even those in Barge comas are rarely set to absolute zero.

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[Spam] timesbureaucrat May 12 2011, 09:13:55 UTC
[Narvin gets a shifty-eyed look when the Doctor notices those underlying thoughts. Then winces slightly when he talks openly and out loud about Narvin being in love. Really, did the man have no sense of propriety?]

//I keep waiting for the proverbial other shoe to drop.

Ardent's problem is being investigated. Elric suggested that he may have a solution.//

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[Spam] championoftime May 12 2011, 09:18:32 UTC
...Did I ever give your shoes back to you, by the way? [He turns, swivelling on the bed and bringing his knee up and leans over him so he can better look at him.] Oh, good. One less thing to worry about.

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[Spam] timesbureaucrat May 12 2011, 09:23:46 UTC
[Narvin leans backwards away from the Doctor's ever-increasing intrusion into his personal space.]

//No you did not. Nor did you ever explain why you took them in the first place.//

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[Spam] championoftime May 12 2011, 09:30:18 UTC
[He grins, just because Narvin needs to hear something funny right now.] It just so happens that my preferred gift for my brother, much to his annoyance... at least I hope to his annoyance, are socks. So logically in my regeneration addled mind I concluded that I should remove your shoes and prove your identity via your pedal accoutrements. Were you Braxiatel you should be wearing my socks!

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[Spam] timesbureaucrat May 12 2011, 09:36:55 UTC
[Narvin furrows his brow, blinks, blinks again.]

//It didn't occur to you that he might not always or ever wear your gift socks?//

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Re: [Spam] championoftime May 12 2011, 09:40:40 UTC
Narvin, my regenerations are usually so traumatic that once I forgot what number came after "two". [He pops off his hat at that. Glad to be of service.] And my manner of deaths. I believe the most humiliating had to be death by poisonous bat guano. And this last regeneration was a doozy. The Rani had injected me with an amnesia serum.

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[Spam] timesbureaucrat May 12 2011, 09:46:18 UTC
//I'm starting to think that the CIA did your second self a service. It was probably the only controlled regeneration you've ever had, courtesy of the simple fact that you weren't the one controlling it.//

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