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[hello Plane goers! remember when Lucy was getting her things together for the Fortress? I sure do! and so does she! because now she's actually decorating the metal monstrosity! that's right, Lucy is currently hanging curtains on the large, scary windows of the Fortress, humming to herself as she sets everything up. she's also got some stuff going on inside and has been working intermittently on her own room. the Masters should be pleased to note they now have the comfiest goddamn furniture evar, complete with throw pillows and drapes and all that fun stuff that Lucy thinks will make the place look nicer. she's insane and she's cruel, but she's got an eye for decorations, shut up.

she wouldn't mind a bit of help or a spot of conversation, so head on over to the Fortress. she might even bring you tea, awwww, isn't that sweet?]

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What would you rather, then?

I'd rather you weren't a happy party to the death of millions of people.

We all have our quirks, Doctor.

Well, that is quite a quirk.

[gives him a look, then laughs] I suppose it is, yes.

[rolls his eyes, then laughs despite himself] Well, that's something we agree on, at least.

So it would seem.

[considers him a moment before asking] Tell me something. Given the chance, would you have ever tried to travel with me?

[considers the question] Now? Or before the Master?

Does it matter?

It sways my judgment just a little.

[pauses]

If I didn't remember that Year, then probably, yeah.

[considers her for a moment]

What would have happened if you hadn't met the Master first? Would you have wanted to travel with me? Or Him. Or whichever one. [sighs] There really are far too many.

Is that so? Did you hate me so much, then?

[is a bit taken aback by his question]

If I hadn't met Harry...? [frowns, thinking it over] I doubt I'd have ever met any of you, all things considered. Harry is the reason I hate you. Harry is also the reason you all seem to think I need saving. I don't know I would have liked you, either way. Even if you could give me the stars.

You did horrible things, for at least a year. Who knows what you did in those months when he was running for Prime Minister. So my opinion isn't exactly high.

[studies her]

For someone who supposedly thinks for themselves,you seem to make an outrageous amount of choices because of Harry.

Horrible to you? Perhaps. We've all our own opinions, though. What Harry and I worked on was beautiful. I believed in him -- I still do. Just because you don't doesn't make my choices horrible.

[narrows her eyes]

Is it so wrong to want to please my husband? And I make more than enough choices on my own. But you can't deny he's the reason I was on the Valiant. He's the reason I ever met you. Unless you make a habit of visiting random bookstores and picking up publicists?

Horrible to almost anyone. You -

[stops and scoffs]

There's not even a point in having this argument with you, is there?

[still smiling]

What's the last thing you did purely for yourself, that had absolutely nothing to do with the Master?

No, I suppose there isn't. You're as stubborn as I, after all.

[raises a thin eyebrow]

I fail to see how that's any of your business. What I do in my freetime is none of your concern.

I'm just having a hard time believing you really do make choices on your own, for yourself.

[shrugs]

If you can't manage to think of anything, I wouldn't be too surprised, really.

Or perhaps I don't see the point in sharing with you. There's plenty I've done!

I'm sure.

[glares, then swings, intent on smacking him] I've done more on my own than you ever will, you disgusting little clone.

[catches her arm and holds on, glaring right back] Name one thing you've done on your own, since you met Harry, just one.

[yanks on her arm] I chose to travel!

[doesn't let go] With the Doctor? Weren't you just saying the only reason for having the Doctor in your life was Harry? Doesn't count. Something else.

[yanks harder, frustrated] And do you honestly think Harry would want me to?

Why? [looks at her and let's go, taking a step backwards] Why did you chose to travel?

Because I wanted to. Because I hadn't in years and it was a chance. Your other self ensures I'm stuck in his TARDIS wherever we go. At least one of you has the opinion that I'm not incompetent.