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[demnify.livejournal.com]

[the Master is pleasantly humming something]

I do have to say, I'm rather warming up to all this business.

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[demnify.livejournal.com]

Do, Mr. Tyler?

[he, of course, calmly plays the role of someone unaware of anything]

[didorothy]

Verb, you know. What action did you commit that lead to you being so pleased? What happened to make you look like the cat that got the cream?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes, I know proper word structure and usage.

[he laughs]

I can't be pleased with the fact that I can have connections other than animals? It took a bit of time, but after weight the advantages and disadvantages - at the moment, I'm doing a tad better than I was prior.

[didorothy]

... fine. Don't believe you, don't trust you... but fine.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

So suspicious. I'm hurt, Mr. Tyler.


How about you? You seem rather downtrodden.

[didorothy]

I work long days.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Distressing case, I expect. Such comes with the area of employment.

[didorothy]

Every case is 'distressing.' Wouldn't get to CID if it wasn't.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Of course. I doubt you want to linger on that subject.

[didorothy]

How obliging of you.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I do have manners, after all. I'd so hate to make your mood even worse.

[didorothy]

I'm fine.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Just as you don't believe me, I don't believe you.

[didorothy]

You're a murderer; I'm a police officer.

[the barest tensing of features]

An honest one. We're hardly in the same class when it comes to believability.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Ah, but I am a fairly honest murderer, all things considered.

[he smirks]

I've seen many police officers set aside their honesty, their morality, their very scruples for certain goals and offers... Even ones who were the most solid and adamant in their beliefs eventually crack under the right pressure.

[didorothy]

[it hits, of course it hits, and from the miasmic depression a clear hiss of pain reaches out, a hint of the fight still left in Sam Tyler, if greatly oppressed]

I'm not that sort of cop.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[he steps forward carefully]

Did I hit a little too close to home on something, Mr. Tyler?

[didorothy]

Shut it.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he laughs]

Hmmm. I don't think I will.

[he grins widely, exposing his fangs]

You can tell me, Mr. Tyler...

[didorothy]

No.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I'm certain I could make a few... mmm... educated guesses.

[didorothy]

On what sort of education?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

A few reactions of yours.


After all, you seemed rather on the defensive when I brought up crooked cops.

[didorothy]

Yeah, well, one of the first things I did in this place was get the whole bloody department off the take from a man named Warren. And I know some of them are still as bent as they get.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Oh, but you've started them down the right path - why ever should you be defensive now?