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[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[Lucy is on the Plane, Thinking About Things. what things? who knows, it's Lucy. well actually! she's thinking about a certain political planet, idly flipping through the pages of a book about said world. she takes a break every now and again to stare at the stars, twisting her wedding band absently. and then she sighs, going back to her book]

I hate Daleks.

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[elementsilver.livejournal.com]

[Peers over her shoulder] Daleks?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[glances up at him] Mmm, dreadful creatures, really. They're keeping my husband rather preoccupied at the moment.

[elementsilver.livejournal.com]

Ah, they've captured him or something along those lines?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Of course not. He's chasing them so he can kill them.

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

Da-leks? What're those?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Nasty, annoying creatures that just won't stay dead, apparently, and have commandeered the better part of my husband's time.

[got-the-stones.livejournal.com]

Won't stay dead? Are they like spirits or something?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh no, nothing like that. But he said they were all supposed to be dead in the war and yet here they are. Again.

[sets her book down] I don't believe we've met. [smiles charmingly] Lucy Saxon.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Daleks?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Yes. Horrible creatures, really. Harry is off trying to find them.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

What are they?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Harry called them mutants, but I don't know much more than that.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[High=class looking lady, have high-class looking child!] Um. Excuse me, but what are Daleks?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

A nasty alien species that keep showing up uninvited.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[..wut] A...aliens? Like--like Venutians? Are you going to kill them?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Venutians? No, nothing like that. And goodness no. Harry won't let me go with him.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[hands suddenly on her shoulders, he starts massaging her back]

You're not the only one, my dear.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[sighs softly, relaxing at his touch]

I know, Harry. I wish they'd just go away and leave you alone.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

In their defense, we are the ones hunting. Though I imagine it's an End of the Universe sort of scheme they have going on, so we'd have to deal with them eventually.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

You're only hunting them because they should be dead in the first place. [frowns, flipping through the book again] I'm sorry, Harry. I'm just so worried for you.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

So do I.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Is that so? You've dealt with them before?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[deep frown as he approaches]

Everyone but Daleks hates Daleks.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[nods] Even then, Harry told me about their own wars. It seems they hate themselves, as well.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[wry smile] They hate impurity. It comes in useful, sometimes.