.048 [Video] More Politics

[timesbureaucrat]

[Narvin's feeling pissy. He's been stabbed, shot, and mind-punted by Seven when he was poking his telepathy where it didn't belong. He's spent the end of last week drugged in the infirmary and many days after that in a Time Lord healing trace for most of each day. He is so very much not feeling up to waging a political fight.]I approve of Ardent

Comments

[deepdowndark]

It is not inconsequential [Ardent would pick on that statement above all else.]

But you did keep your word. Thank you. If they made you break it, there would have been consequences.

[timesbureaucrat]

[He's a bit surprised. He was expecting more of a fight. But at least it's a pleasant surprise for once.]

I do try to keep my word whenever I can. [Except sometimes. It's difficult being an honourable spy. Like being a deaf musician.]

[deepdowndark]

You know I expect it, Narvin.

[Private]

I will not tolerate another Randal, I shall tell you now, and if any of those three slips up or simply doesn't care, I will not stand for it.

If it's not going to be you, make sure they don't, and make sure they understand why it is so important.

Private

[timesbureaucrat]

I don't think anyone wants another Randal. Arthur was a librarian at some point in his old life and Kay has been responsible for many very important cultural artefacts over the course of his career. Chromie is the only one whose background is unknown to me and even she has shown no sign of being anything like Randal.

You know I have Kay's ear. If there are problems, tell me and I'll do what I can to sort them out.

[thegooddrjones]

I will second Narvin's call that the wardens in charge of the infirmary do work with Ardent and Coyolxauhqui, as they are both quite competent at this, and I'm sure were doing the job entirely while Randal And the Doctor were here.

[timesbureaucrat]

Thank you for your support, Dr. Jones.

[strangehstorian]

Alright!

[timesbureaucrat]

I hope this settles the matter.

[Private]

[most_feared]

I'm giving him a week to calm his ass down then I'll try to talk to him like someone rational. In the meantime, I need to use your lab space if you don't mind.

[He's a hardass but he's in a better mood today!]

[Private]

[timesbureaucrat]

I'm sure it will be fine for him to have a bit of time to get used to the idea.

I can clear my lab space any time you need it. May I ask what you're working on? [Curious Time Lord is curious.]

[Private]

[most_feared]

I'm actually thinking he's acting a little bit psychotic about it right now. You might want to keep an eye on that.

Some pepper spray and I might play around with some non-lethal weapons. I need to put in a request to the Admiral and see how that goes.

[Private]

[timesbureaucrat]

It's just that the library is important to him. Sacred. And beyond that he was concerned that I wouldn't keep my word to him. That problem at least has now been settled and although he's still uneasy, he's willing to be reasonable and give you three a chance.

[Narvin fowards his Private addendum to Ardent and their subsequent conversation.]

Actually, I came to a realization yesterday that I think will help me in my dealings with him. I think I know what needs to be done.

[Private]

[timesbureaucrat]

Some bad vintage given to you as a gift that you've been waiting to foist off on someone else, no doubt.

[Even if it is he still might take it. He's that fed up with this nonsense.]

Why in the heavens did you ever decide to become an ambassador? Have you just always been drawn to the worst jobs Gallifrey offers?

[Private]

[timesbureaucrat]

Repayment for a favour? I can accept that. [He'd far prefer to think of it that way than imagine that he might owe Brax a favour if he took him up on the offer.]

Yes, I'm sure it was by sheer chance that all your enemies and rivals were eliminated. [And once the rest of his mind catches up to the casually hurled accusation, his eyes widen ever so slightly in disquiet. Because it was true. All of Brax's enemies ended up dead, or reassigned, or demoted, or otherwise gotten rid of. Which left him with three possibilities: either his appointment to CIA Coordinator was part of some scheme of Brax's all along, or Brax considered Narvin so little a threat that he never bothered arranging for "chance" to remove him, or Brax never thought they were rivals. All three options were franking embarrassing, each in their own way. So he decides that he won't ask. It's much more satisfying to pretend that he'd simply managed to thwart Brax's attempts to get rid of him. Attempts that he never ever saw or was even aware of.]