02; He's a real nowhere man [sitting in his nowhere land]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[And since he has very little else to do besides sulk, have a wet, suit-jacket-less Doctor, coming fresh off of the S4 finale.

He looks rather unhappy. Have fun!]




OOC: Will more likely than not contain spoilers to s4 of Doctor Who.

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[eyeroll; will she never learn?] You know that pain I showed you? The Master caused that.

Doesn't matter.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

To something he didn't care for. I'm different. I'll prove that to you someday.

Of course it matters, Doctor. I wouldn't have bothered you if it didn't.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

No, you won't. I was there. I saw how little you mattered to him.

[forced] This conversation is over.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

That isn't true. I won't believe you, no matter how many times you say it. [her conviction isn't quite there this time, however]

What are you afraid of, Doctor? It isn't as though I can do anything with what you tell me.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Then why isn't he here? Why am I giving you all this attention and he's ignoring you? Because only one of us cares and it isn't him.

I'm not afraid. [he lies!]

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

You don't care about me, Doctor. You only care about fixing your mistake.

Then you can tell me what happened, can't you?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

What mistake?

It doesn't matter what happened.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Me. Losing Harry. Because you did lose him, didn't you? You have to make that better, don't you?

[sniffs] If it didn't matter, you wouldn't have come here soaking wet. Now come. You can tell me.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

You're not my mistake. I only want to help you. You just don't want to be helped.

[impudently] It's none of your business.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

And the cycle continues.

Oh, now you're just being childish. I swear.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

You could be the one to break it. And how much attention would dear Harry give you then?

I'm certain that was meant to wound.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Except you're the only one who wants it broken. I most certainly don't want help, from you or anyone else.

Do you think that low of me that everything I do is negative? Or would you rather I put you through excruciating pain?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

If all you want in life is to rule the universe with the Master, how could I possibly trust you?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

How would you ever honestly be able to help me if you can't?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[slight smile] Well played.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[smiles as well] I am a politician, Doctor. So you'll tell me?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Of course not! But that was well done.

Think I'm going to need a cup of tea. Long day and all that.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[pouts] Oh, very well. I won't ask again. Tea does sound lovely, however. Helps with headaches and all.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

This is where I inquire as to what you mean by headache, right?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[smiles] If I felt like continuing this game, yes. But I don't. Shall I leave you to your tea, Doctor?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[strangely reluctant to see her go]

Goodbye, Lucy.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Goodbye, Doctor. [a pause] Perhaps we'll have a chance to share a cup of tea some other time. If you'd like.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[without malice] Maybe I'll be more forthcoming with information for you then.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Well then. I look forward to it. [waves and drops from the Plane]