got lost in a museum [the curator was unkind]

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[the Master appears on the Plane, holding one Yuuto by the back of his shirt collar] Ryotarou, I think this belongs to you.

[Yuuto struggles in the Master's hold, extremely displeased with all of this.] Put me down, damn it! I said I was sorry!

[Sadly for Yuuto, the Master is not letting go] Not until Ryotarou comes to collect you.

Collect me?! He's not my babysitter! [Yuuto isn't giving up either.] Maybe if you just offered a tour like normal people, this wouldn't have happened.

I'm not a tour guide, you'll find, and the TARDIS isn't there for your amusement. Now don't be even more irritating than you already are. I haven't killed anyone in a few days and I try not to go more than a week between murders.

[Yuuto would be glaring daggers at the Master if he could see him properly, but that kind of talk is enough to shut him up momentarily.]

Comments

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Not quite.

Well... I didn't talk to the other Sakurai about it much, but everything seems to fall into place when you switch which train we ride on. Like.. since he's on ZeroLiner there, he's the one from ten years in the past. [And then there are the parallels of Zeronos always being the one forgotten by Airi and going into time as Imagin-bait, while Den-O stays behind to fight in the present.]

I guess I would have to ask him more about what he knows of the other me's past to figure out the rest.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Then what?

Hm.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Ehhh... It looks like when I try to say something, sometimes someone else says it instead. And when he tries to say something, it comes out of my mouth.

... Hm?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Someone else in particular?

[don't mind the Master; he's just compiling information]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Mhmm. Someone else in particular.

[This could turn out badly, couldn't it?]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

The name, Ryotarou.

[maaaaaaaaaaybe...]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

... ah. [Has no idea. |D;] Captain Jack Harkness.

[Awesome.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

...Jackums? How unfortunate. Well, knowing his proclivities, could turn out pretty hilarious if he starts speaking your words in the middle of something. And of course, the reverse.

Describe the symptoms for me.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

His... what?

Symptoms? Um... just what I said, mostly, and sometimes when we try to move, too.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Surely you noticed how much he flirts?

When did it start?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't.

... Just a little while ago.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You've not been paying attention, then.

I'll have to keep an eye out! This could be fun.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I suppose not...

'Fun'?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You've heard of fun, surely.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I know what it is. I just don't agree.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

As expected! When someone's having fun at your expense, you tend not to enjoy it.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[:\]

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[:D]