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[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[the TARDIS appears on the Plane after a relatively long absence (thanks a lot, Diva), a small, fuzzy creature in her hands. she sits down on the stars, letting the little thing go, and watches it intensely, mapping out its movement patterns, tracking its vitals as it skitters around, terrified on the Plane. it happened to find its way into her interior and while she waits for her version of Eight, Charley and C'rizz to finish up whatever they're doing, she's decided to take a spell on the Plane and study this new species]

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[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

You think I don't know that? These aren't ordinary bacteria, Miss TARDIS. I'm not stupid.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Nor am I. You would do well to remember this.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

I know that you're not, though. You're perfect.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

If you are capable of admitting that, you are capable of leaving me be.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Not at all. You're perfect because you're a machine. That's all. This human element...It's no good at all. That's why I want to take you apart, after all. To see what you are, in part, but to get rid of...whatever you'd like to think this is.

It'd be a lot of fun!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[see, it's shit like that that terrifies her and makes her hate Dietrich more than the Master] You will do no such thing. Even were you capable, I am far beyond your mortal comprehension.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

That's why I have computers, Miss TARDIS. I'm fully aware that the knowledge that you contain is far too much for my brain. Physically, I mean. So when I owned you, I made some new adjustments to my system. I was expecting to, ah, download you, as crude as that sounds.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Your computers are still designed by human minds. I cannot be contained in something so trivial as that. Unless you desire my death?

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

That would be unfortunate, but honestly, I wouldn't care. You're a machine. You can't die. You can only be broken.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Then you truly lack any understanding of what I am and do not deserve to learn anything about me.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

That's the point. I want to learn. I want to be the one to break you, of course.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Then you will remain unfulfilled. You will do nothing to me.