ext_153239 ([identity profile] salvagestime.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2008-03-17 08:45 pm

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[has taken off his coat and checks it over. looks rather disappointed to find a slash down the side]

My coat... [sighs] Most priests don't have swords, you know. Well, all right. Some priests do. Just it isn't exactly good for them to bang on about peace and then try to run me through.

[considers silently for a moment] Erm, Lucia, this isn't as bad as it sounds. You're not in trouble, really.

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2008-03-25 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
You wanted to leave as much because the planet bored you as the Time Lords frustrated you. And that ... monster ... is not a proper companion. Not a proper anything but a pest and a nuisance and a disease. But you cart him around and pretend he's something you need and ignore the truth of finding others who are actually worthwhile, content with the false illusion that this is enough and you don't need more. Having so little never used to be enough for you. Why is it now?

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2008-03-25 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
And what will it take to make it enough, then, if you won't make an effort? I would that we could simply travel together as always, but you aren't content with just that, either, so what will it take to make it enough?

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
...that isn't what I meant. You know that. If you stopped travelling, I should have no life worth living any longer. [frowns] But you can't keep running from your people, not when they need you. You have the power to rebuild your home. Why won't you?

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[lets him, taking comfort in the touch, and nods once, faintly] Please do. I hate seeing what you've become. So...Thank you, Doctor.

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[starts, blinking, then just shakes her head and laughs] So you did, Doctor. I stand corrected about your 'great skills.' [cheekily] Please forgive me.