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Would someone mind telling me when my City became a bloody zoo?

[this is perhaps not the thing you want to admit to Gene, considering that 'friend' of yours had him kill his DI. and he shows this displeasure by punching you in the face, Doctor, then dragging you close] You want to apologise? You take it up with Tyler. You hear me? You should bloody well be kissing the ground he walks on for the shit you and that fucking bastard caused him.

[yes, well, the Doctor feels he deserves it, so now he feels slightly better] I tried explaining it to Sam but he wouldn't believe me that it's my fault. [looks at him somewhat sadly] This place makes it harder. He can't get out of the TARDIS but here, well, he can.

I don't need to hear your bloody excuses. You called him a prisoner? Well do your bloody job and keep him locked up or on a leash, because I do not take kindly to having my officers killed, let alone by me because some piece of shit couldn't keep his little poofter pet in line.

I know! [just...frowns and jerks away, shoving his hands back into his pockets and staring up at the stars] I told you. He is locked up. This place is difficult because it operates on completely different laws than anything I'm used to. I'm not sure what sort of block I can put to keep him from coming here.

Well you better think of something quick, because next time I see him, you might be one pet less.

I'm thinking, I'm thinking! [runs a hand through his hair] ...What is it with the 'pet' thing? [shakes his head] Anyway, I suppose I'll just...wait around the plain for a while in case he shows up. Not much else I can do right now.

Because he's your nuisance on a leash to deal with, but I'm not amiss to giving him a good beating with a stick. [sniffs] Tyler mentioned something about learning to fight hypnotism. I'm to assume he was refering to you?

[scratches his neck, then blinks as if he didn't hear a word of it] What? Yes, that's me. I can't say I've ever used it how the Master does but I've done sorts of...therapy with it.

So another bloody mind reader.

[frowns] I don't make a habit of it.

[frowns, watching him cautiously] But you can help with that bastard's, ah...persuasive qualities? Because I don't want him going after members of my team again, and if you're bullshitting Tyler on a lousy goosechase, so help me.

I'm not lying. I want to help, trust me. [sways from side to side] I can teach you mental defenses. Probably. Human minds are a lot smaller than a Time Lord's but they're capable of being well-trained in psychic field manipulation. It's not an easy thing to learn. [looks at him]

And I'm an easy bastard to piss off, so don't patronise me. If Tyler can learn, I can, too. You've got a week.

[opens, then closes his mouth and shoves his hands in his pockets and nods] All right then. A week it is.

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