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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.

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Don't be ridiculous. They were a thread to the universe. Who cares whose right it is?Millions have died, including your own people, because you were too busy questioning your rights.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

It still wasn't right.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Says you.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Yes! Says me! Because it is all my fault. All of it! So now I have to take responsibility for everything!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Saying 'I didn't have the right' isn't taking responsibility, it's using morality as an excuse for your mistake.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I said it was my fault, didn't I?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You still try to deny it.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I'm explaining it. That don't mean it wasn't my fault.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Then what are we even arguing about?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Arguing about arguing? I dunno, makes sense.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Not important.

I think it's time we end Contact.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Of course, Master.

[undoes his threads quickly and yanks away]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Well now, that was a quick exit. Is it so dark and scary in there, Doctor?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[raises his eyebrows and waves his fingers]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes and hits him]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[stumbles back but just grins and speaks in Japanese] Well you're cranky.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

This is going to be very frustrating.

[grabs his temples and zaps him with a shock of pain]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[cries out, then jerks back several steps]

Don't do that!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I can't speak Japanese.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Bloody good thing, bastard.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

But I can recognise tone.

[hits again]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[now moving a distance away] You can't just let anything go, can you?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Running away, typical.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[snorts] I don't even know what you're saying and I know you're mad at me again. You always are, aren't you?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Why do you even bother talking to me when you know we can't understand each other?