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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva is sitting in a chair, legs crossed and martini in hand, and obviously in the middle of a conversation. Though, depending on who you are, that conversation may be of little importance in comparison to what she's wearing. Diva is wearing a long black robe, thigh highs, and matching underwear. At least the robe's top is conveniently placed to cover her chest, but otherwise, that's it. You can guess what Diva was doing before.}

---to kill me. So he should die. It's what I've...{But she trails off as she realizes where she is, taking a sip of her martini instead}

...Ah~ Ne, that's really bad timing. And today was already a strange day.

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[madamemoiselle]

{Laughs} Ne, if I did that, then no one would know.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[glares] Do not patronise me, monster.

[madamemoiselle]

Me? Why, I would never~

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[yeah, you? she really does not like you] Much like a certain Detective Inspector would never love you in return for your poor imitation of the emotion?

[madamemoiselle]

Just as the Doctor will never see the poor, old ship as anything but a ship.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You've no concept of the relationship the Doctor and I share. Do not dare to speak on that which you cannot understand.

[madamemoiselle]

I could say the same of you, you ignorant machine.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Except Sam Tyler actually likes me. He does not and cannot like you. Even the Doctor merely pities your useless existence.

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva really wishes she could still shapeshift completely, but she just settles for borrowing the Doctor's voice} Wouldn't pity be better suited for an object that does not realize its purpose?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[oh bitch you did not] I know my purpose, and have fulfilled it again and again. You have no purpose but destruction.

[madamemoiselle]

And yet you pretend to be what you are not. You are no more than a machine, a ship, a means of transport. If you fulfill your purpose again and again, then why do you prance about as if you were...alive?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Because I am! I am alive, more so than you or anyone else here save the Doctor! I am his constant, I am his companion, I am his and he sees me as more than just a means to an end! My purpose is to stand beside him and so I do, in any way I see fit! But you would not understand that, would you? You've never known true companionship, never known what it is to truly love and care and be worth anything, anymore than a lifeless puppet.

[madamemoiselle]

{Takes her own voice back quickly} I have known what it's like to love and care for a person! I've died for a person that I loved before! I am not a puppet, a doll, or anything else! I think, I feel pain, and I have blood running through my veins just the same as any person!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You have the blood of victims running through your veins. You've the blood of your betters, because you are too much a monster, too much a thing, to have your own. Tell me, vampire. The one you died for. Did he even love you back?

[madamemoiselle]

Whether Josef loved me or not isn't important! My blood is my own!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You flaunt killing yourself for a man who did not even love you as though that were an accomplishment, when I have laid down my life on multiple occasions for a man who cherishes me above all else. You have nothing but false security and elaborate lies that do nothing but delude you into believing you have any more worth than the bloodless doll you are.

[madamemoiselle]

I am not a doll! Not a monster, puppet, nothing but a living, thinking person!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You are a fool and nothing else.

[madamemoiselle]

{Guess what TARDIS? It's bitchslappin' time} You're the fool! You carry yourself like you're so superior to me, and apparently everyone else! But you and I, even if it's disgusting to associate myself with you, are exactly the same.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[ohnoyoudidn't, ho. get bitchslapped back] I am superior to you! We are nothing alike!

[madamemoiselle]

{Ugh why. Well, Diva takes the front of your uniform and pulls you down to her level so that she can stare the TARDIS right in the face} We're the same. You call me a doll, I call you a ship. We both get used. We. are. identical.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[ew ew ew, vampire is touching her] We are not identical, because I am loved and you are loathed.

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva laughs softly, leaning a little closer} Now, that's not entirely true. If I said I loathe you, or if I said I love you, now, which one would make you angrier?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[hisses] I want nothing to do with you.

[madamemoiselle]

{Giggles} Ne, ne, but when I kissed you, you certainly didn't try very hard to push me away~