The Post of Rassilon!!!! ...and Omega

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[A man, who looks identical to one particular incarnation of the Master, walks through the Plane. He is calm, hands clasped together and hidden in the folds of the Presidential Robes of Rassilon. Around his neck is the Sash of Rassilon; in his hand, the Rod of Rassilon. He also happens to be wearing the Footwear of Rassilon - that is, sandals. Those who see him like this may call him 'infinitely wise and infinitely sad.' The man looks to his companion] I should hate to think this is the result of one of your experiments gone wrong, Omega.

[Walking at this man's side is one of the many Tennants, except not really. This man wears 'work robes' which are still somewhat fancy Time Lord robes, given his position. Unlike the delicate footwear of Rassilon, this Time Lord is wearing heavy boots. He looks about him, curious and vaguely annoyed.] Certainly not. This has nothing to do with me. I've been far too busy rechecking everything in preparation to create this...observatory.

A very poorly constructed observatory. [He stops, sweeping the floor with the Rod of Rassilon] It is no part of the Foundry. Perhaps a 'joke' enacted by that other man who insists on troubling the council. It would be fitting to his poor sense of humour. [The Displeased Frown of Rassilon says he is not a big fan of puns]

I fail to see how this could be some sort of prank. [Omega folds his hands in front of him, thinking.] The mapping of the stars and systems is rather crude but such an observatory would be useful, I imagine.

[Rassilon glances at his companion] I could perhaps afford to support such a venture for you, my friend, if only you would cede to my requests on the management of anti-technologist dissidents.

[Omega stops his inspection and turns to look at Rassilon.] Those 'dissidents' are only reacting to your already strict policies. I have fought against such reforms and will continue to do so openly.

[The Political Opponent of Rassilon gets the Lifted Eyebrow of Challenge (and of Rassilon.)] Those dissidents are the same Luddites who opposed our progress and gave you that mark you still bear. [if you're wondering why the Lord High President of Ancient Gallifrey knows the word 'Luddite,' well. It's with good reason.]

[Omega now makes grumpy noises, because he hates when Razz has a point.] They still do not deserve such punishments. You will not win a favourable opinion with your people if you treat them that way.

[Razz: 1. Omega: 0] Just think of it, Omega. An observatory of your own, fully interactive, not a false three-dimensional hologram, but one mapped out in five dimensions. You shall be able to walk amongst the stars and select the one that shall bring our species into a new era of prosperity and peace. An observatory to aid your experiments into time.

It did take far too long to find a suitable candidate... [It is clear that Omega is pondering this much more seriously now, morals and politics be damned.] Now, I am not agreeing to your policies. However, I see no reason to rule out negotiations. Perhaps we can come to something that will mutually benefit us.

[the "Gotcha!" Smile of Rassilon] I am always open to negotiations. I have meaning to suggest, we shall have to tour the chamber for your star. Its construction is nearly complete.

[At this, Omega seems to brighten considerably. Ah, how he loves his science.] Ah, yes! Yes, we'll make time for that soon. Or so I hope. I am merely finishing the preparations, so I should have ample time for a tour.

[Rassilon is quite pleased at this] Perhaps now we can turn our attention to the beings of this place?

[Omega nods.] Yes, that would be wise. They may come and greet us as guests in this place.

[Rassilon looks Omega over and pointedly doesn't comment on the worker clothing his opponent is wearing] We shall be ready for them, then.

[Omega gives him a look, because he knows what Rassilon wanted to say. Instead, he just proudly stands in his robes and waits.]



((ooc: Welcome to another episode of Time Lord Theatre. Today you'll note that the Doctor is actually infamous Time lord founder Omega - marked in this lovely colour, while the Master is playing the part of vampire-hatin' Rassilon in his fabulous pride colour. They think they're really the founders and will act accordingly! Blah blah threadhopping blah blah confused memories because they're just delusional blah blah have fun!))

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I am afraid I do not know a Donna or a Lucy. And anyway, I'm sure the old girl is fine. [Omega pauses, then just shrugs it off.] We are not playing games.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Unless both are false.

[but his attention is on the Doctor now]

The old girl! See! Omega wouldn't know the TARDIS. And he certainly wouldn't call her the old girl, I don't think.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[looks at Omega]

He's referring to one of his past flings, I imagine.

[yeah someone's cranky now]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[A snort.]

I have never known a woman by any of these names, nor would I call them 'old girl.' Especially if I were trying to court them.

[A slow smile.] Though, if you wish for me to detail out my flings, I would be happy to do so in the spirit of record keeping.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[eye roll-sigh combo, because dude, even when they are delusional and being experimented on, they are still such a married couple.]

All right, so you two honestly think you're Rassilon and Omega. I get that. It's one of those experiments they run around here or something.

[he's totally not acknowledging you two as Rassilon and Omega at this point, though]

So what happens when you drop from the Plane? Are you back on Gallifrey?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[Rassilon looks at Omega. 'Drop from Plane,' what?

Oh, and he's angry about the flings thing]

Oh, Omega, I think you've forgotten that hired lovers don't count as flings, and we both know you don't have any other friends or companions. You only have me.

[yeahhh, that was The Snotty Teen Brattiness of Rassilon]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[Omega is just...staring. You don't say those things around the lesser beings! Or whatever this thing is.]

It is as you say, Rass. You would know much better than I about such things.

[Turning back to Handy.] I do not know what this 'drop from the Plane' phrase is supposed to mean.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[totally ignoring your domestic squabling]

It's how you get back to where you came from, whatever your reality might be. Just think about it and you're back where you were.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I know much better than you about anything to do with social interaction. But it's all right. Not all of us can be scientifically intelligent and charismatic.

[considers for a moment, and then takes a step forward, vanishing. He returns a moment later]

This reminds me of my plans for the Matrix.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[Omega will settle on being grumpy now. Rassilon is a whore. He leaves the Plane and returns.]

Yes, the Matrix. You could learn well from this place.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Handy is just confused and curious now]

Where do you go when you drop? Are you on Gallifrey?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[ignoring Omega]

Of course. We have been confined to home in these past years.

[Rassilon actually looks a bit sad now]

I have not left the planet in decades.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

There is always space. Not that I have much explored it, myself.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

And as far as planets go, the scenery is brilliant. You could be stuck in some quarry somewhere, after all.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You mean the Death Zone.

[yeah, he put a rest to that. 'course, when Omega dies, he'll start it up again, but for now, the Death Zone is no longer working]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Of course, no one can go there, not that anyone should want to. Nor will anyone ever again.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[awkward pause at that, and then clears his throat, going for the topic shift]

So where are you two meant to be in your timeline?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

The chamber for Omega's star has nearly been completed. We hope to start the mission to capture it some time in the next year.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

It feels like an eternity is stretched out before us.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Well, it's only appropriate it should feel like an eternity I'd think, considering the goals is mastery over time itself.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Omega's just eager to get off-planet, really.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I am only eager to see my theories put to the test.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he could be responding to Rassilon or Omega or both]

Well, Omega would want that, wouldn't he?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

What do you know of Omega?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[A little wary.]

My reputation is hopefully one of greatness.