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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[seated in an ornate armchair, speaking in fluent, articulate, and rather pleasant-to-the-ears Gallifreyan]

It's actually a bit disgusting, hearing you lot speak Gallifreyan so primitively. Like chanting off - no, that metaphor's incomprehensible without a background in high mathematics. Fine. Like writing Calculus and finding everyone else doing basic algebra.

[then he changes to Russian - less articulate, of course, but he's comfortable with the language]

This one, though, this one's a bit ironic. Look at me, the Master, the deathless, blathering on in Russian. Haven't been in ages, should probably go back and put a few more legends into the locals.

[sips from his wine, and slips back into Gallifreyan]

At least the people of the city still understand me.

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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[smiles]

Your face is quite the canvas.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[Her smile lengthens by measures, and reasons she has not quite settled on]

It is not as if we need language to communicate. Surely there is enough intelligence in the matter to sort the matter out. Think of those that first traveled to new worlds without the technology you favor so easily. They communicated. Even my fan?

[lifts were it hangs from her wrist by a silken chord]

Has a language that requires no words.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

But what to say, isn't that question? Often we talk of nothing; the meaning's just in that we want to speak. Without anything I want to communicate, except my desire to keep you here, what can I say?

[holds out his hand, and this time, it seems as if he really does want to dance]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

When someone has something they wish to say badly enough, then this entire situation will be sorted out quickly enough I imagine. The desire has merely not presented itself yet. But ultimately? It is universal.

[smiles briefly, then slips her hand within his own -- dancing is universal as well]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[he is not quite familiar with the dance as it was, but as he relaxes and muscle memory takes control, he can move well enough]

It's a bit anachronistic, isn't it? But it sounds quite like anachronism has been your life.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[there is a strange music to this place, like nothing she has ever heard -- it requires different steps]

Do you never know what you are going to do next? I find myself thinking not.