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But I don't care about the grand scheme of things. I only care about myself and the people that I love.

Then what would you consider it? I think it's fun!

So you've shown. [she's going to pointedly ignore the fact she's just as selfish, really]

Why do you find it fun? We spend most of our time arguing.

Well, why should I care? Since you seem to be the expert on the matter~

Well the arguing part I could do without, but teasing you is a lot of fun. Baited questions, things like that. Even if I don't like you, I like to find out what makes you you. Of course, that's not so hard since we're really similar.

You seem to desire being like the humans and such a thing is important to them, I assumed you should also deem it important.

I am nothing like you! I do not appreciate your childish attempts to toy with me!

{Sighs} If you get to set on that "Grand Scheme of Things", then you can never move forward. Ne, was there a purpose to me being locked in a tower for 50 years? Not really. If you're so set on it, then no one is so important. In the "Grand Scheme of Things" we're all equal and all worth absolutely nothing.

Selfish, needy, abandoned, unloved, lonely, used, tragic, sad, cruel, objectified...I thought about it a lot. We're really similar, even if you don't want to admit it.

You're wrong. The Doctor is worth everything. The rest of the universe is trite and puny, but he is worth something. In the grand scheme of things, he is worth everything.

...I am not unloved. I am not abandoned! I am not used! We are nothing alike!

Well, that's what you think, but that can't be true. That would make him something like a God, wouldn't it? The Doctor is a nice person, sure, but he's definitely not a God. But the funny thing about that, you never really see proof of that. They could be like fairytale characters for all I know. Ne, but if they are real, they never smile upon me. Or, it seems like, you.

It's how I know how to make you mad. Because if you just change the names, we insult each other in the same way, right?

I do not believe in gods. I believe in the Doctor, however. If he smiles for me, that is all that matters. Who or what smiles upon you is of no concern to me.

But you speak lies! I do not! We are nothing the same!

Then you're lucky, I guess. The person you believe in is a good person. {Though, after talking to Lucy, she's beginning to wonder}

Yet you pitied me before. You said that was real. What's so bad about being like me anyways?

He is the greatest person, yes. [I'd just like to note that Lucy-muse? is totally grinning at that]

You are something dark and vile and unwanted, that is why. Your kind was purged from the universe. I do not want that! I do not want to be so hated.

...I wouldn't say greatest. {I totally think that Lucy and Diva are going to be like evil bff}

And you're so pure, good, and lovely? {Scoffs} It's also not really fair to lump me in with "my kind". The only person of my kind I know is my sister. My mother was long since dead when we were born. I've never met any others.

And why is that? [I sometimes think our muses should not be allowed to talk to one another. and then realise how empty the world would be if they didn't]

I have and they've tried to destroy us, destroy him. Anything that would take him away from me, that would force us apart ... anything that would dare try deserves to be eradicated.

Just some interesting things I've heard, that's all! {Psssh I sometimes think they should talk more. Actually, it's more like it's forming this terrible circle of yours, mine, and ~~ours~~ Farrah's muses.}

Have I done any of those things?

...I want to know. [I need to tag Gilgi more, that's for certain. and Deitrich. and just ... yeah, love your muses. but we do have an interesting little circle going, don't we?]

You have tried splitting us apart.

Oh, no, it's really none of your business, now is it? I'll talk to the Doctor about my concerns, not his pet. {They are both more than happy to accept them! Well, Dietrich isn't but that's because he's a prude, so it doesn't count.}

How? By arguing with you? Have I ever really done anything?

It is if it concerns the Doctor. What are you plotting? [Dietrich makes up for his prude by being cute. and a little bit creepy]

You threatened me. Touched me. You tried ripping me apart with that horrible song of yours.

I'm not plotting anything at all. I just heard about something that I doesn't sit well with me. It's not like I'm going to kill him. {askljdas I can't wait until he shows what a terrible person he is. He's like a time bomb.}

Touched you? {Laughs} I don't think that would tear you apart from the Doctor. Ne, but you deserved it that time! For even implying that Sam was like Josef, well, that's terrible.

You had best not. [ohgosh, I can't wait, either. mainly because I'm a horrible masochist, but also cause it'll be deliciously creepy]

You tried to subjugate me! Tried to make me yours. That is hardly nothing, nor was it deserved! And I shall call Sam Tyler what I wish, regardless of your opinion on the matter.

Or what, you'll kill me? {Masochism is for the cool kids. And just to say, all of the potential BAD END routes with Dietrich are with your characters. HMMM...}

Ne, unfortunately for you, my opinion tends to be weighted with more than just words. Especially when Sam is involved. So say what you want, by all means, but now that I know that we can meet each other at home, that means I can track you, Miss TARDIS. And since you announced that you can freely move about outside now, well, that saves me some trouble.

If I must. [I'm convinced it's because I'm a masochist and love hurting my muses]

...what do you intend on doing?

Well, you don't have to worry. The Doctor would have to do something pretty terrible for me to decide to kill him. I like him, after all. I'd be sad to kill him at all. {It's okay, I understand.}

...Oh, nothing yet. However, if you try and twist my words or our conversations to Sam, try and get Sam to leave me, or anything like that, you'll definitely regret it. Ah, but if you make him hate me, then I can promise you that within a day you'll be begging at my feet for death. Sam is my hope. If you take him away from me, then I'll absolutely crush you.

But that shouldn't be a problem, now should it? ♥

You've attacked him before. [w00t /o/]

[narrows her eyes] Even if I should do those things, you cannot harm me. I will never beg you for anything.

That wasn't my decision, though.

Oh? You think so? Then talk to Sam. Tell him how horrible I am. We'll see, Miss TARDIS. No one here knows just how scary I can be, but, ah, you might be the first is you do something stupid.

So you claim.

You tempt me. We shall see just how that fairs, then, shan't we?

And it's true.

{Dangerously} I'm warning you, you really shouldn't.