realityshifted | (no subject)

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.

Perhaps.

I do not take orders from anyone save the Doctor. I do not fear you.

You should. If you don't fear me now, you're going to do something that you and I will both regret. Fear is important, after all.

I am a ship. I do not regret. I will have done nothing wrong; what is there to regret?

Well, let's see...When you die, you can't be with the Doctor any more, now can you?

You cannot kill me. Even if you found a way, I'd just come back. You are incorrect yet again.

{Well, TARDIS, hopefully you're getting used to being touched/teased by Diva. Because she placed a hand on your chest.} So if I just...pushed my hand a little bit, grabbed your spine and ripped it out, you wouldn't mind. Or maybe if I took the thing most precious of all...?

{Traces her fingers over her chest to rest over her heart}

[oh, silly Diva, of course she isn't, which is why she freezes up at the touch] Remove your hand, vampire. This body is small, but it is connected to my true self. You would have to force your way through material strong enough to contain a black hole in order to reach my Heart. And even if you reached it, you would burn, be consumed by it. You cannot have my Heart; you cannot take it!

You know, though, I've always wondered about my own strength. If I can pick up a cruise ship's anchor without any problem, then I wonder just how strong I am, you know? {She clenches her hand, digging her fingers into the TARDIS's chest with just a small pressure, enough to feel}

Burning doesn't sound too nice, but is that just a lie, I wonder?

I am stronger than a primitive Earth anchor. [still, she flinches a bit to feel Diva's hand]

If you care to find out the truth of it, I will gladly expose my Heart to you.

But this body isn't, right? It feels soft, not really human, obviously, but I can hear and feel the life in it. Besides, if every time I touch you {She reaches up to tenderly stroke the TARDIS's cheek} you flinch or shy away, that makes me think that you're trying to fool me, you know?

Ah~ What a bold confession! ♥ {Giggles with a smile} I'm sorry, but I just can't accept.

[closes her eyes, doing her best not to flinch at the touch] I've no reason to fool you. The truth is enough to undo you.

[-_-] Then do not consider attempting to get to it.

{Just continues to trace her fingers over the TARDIS's skin, slowly and gently} Ah, is it? That's kind of scary, then.

{She places her head against the TARDIS's chest} Oh, but you know, I never did say...I'm sorry for the last time we talked. It was my fault, ne?

I do not understand. Why is that frightening?

[shifts uncomfortably] What game are you playing? Why do you apologise now?

Well, even I'm a little afraid to die. Or, forever, I mean. If I was consumed by that heart of yours, though, I wonder if I'd make it black.

Ah, because I just remembered, I guess. Doctor said I should, so I did.