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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[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[the smile widens, though his gaze is dark] I'm currently on my fifth.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Your fifth?! Really! [He can't help but laugh, inspecting the Doctor closer now.] There appear to be no impurities or mutations. A perfect body. Do you find yourself having any difficulties?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Are the transitions smooth? I have been having the greatest difficulty in perfecting that.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[amused] Why thank you. [does a slow spin for them]

The ease of regeneration depends very much on the individual, and the circumstances of the death.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[A bit amused by Five's twirl but he was too busy staring at that nice body. ...Which represents so much scientific achievement.]

Mm, the usual variables, then. That generally falls under the degree of error. I hope there are not too many errors.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[Oh dear, the Rod of Rassilon just slammed down on Omega's foot. Such a shame that will distract his gaze!]

The transition need be as without stress as possible to maximize its benefit, or else no Gallifreyan will be able to endure more than a handful. That, and the issue of energy, have been our greatest struggles. With the capture of your star, Omega, it should be made easier.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[is very, very smug when he finishes and sees their expressions]

We've a limit of thirteen.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[Have an Ouch of Omega. Also, he'll pay more attention to the Doctor now.]

A fine number. Though yes, I suppose my experiment goes well enough, so we may continue with the rest of our research. I am...very pleased. [And now he's going back to internal squee mode.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[pushes the Rod down harder]

We have not succeeded yet.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Just maintain your brilliance and determination... [glances at Rod] and refrain from crushing each others' extremities, and you will.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[A snort.]

That is expecting far too much of him.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[gives Omega a Look]

I thought you would prefer it to me gouging out your eyes. They are far more necessary for your work, and I know how much you value your work.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[smirk] You really are a bit of a sadist, then. I ought to take notes.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[Grumbled.]

He has terrible ideas of what cheers a person up.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I find a little pain keeps your attention from wandering.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[eyebrow]

Lovely partner you have, Omega.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I don't mind such things when they come from him. Not in the least.

[This gives Omega pause. Somewhere, the Doctor wants to pretend this conversation did not happen.]

However, Rassilon is...more than this, I assure you. Unfortunately, the Ego and Insensitivity of Rassilon are well known for a reason.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And the Churlishness and Disloyalty of Omega?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Would be in direct proportion, I'd think. [shakes head, smiling] I always suspected you might bicker this way.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

We have been this way since we first met, I believe.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Too many years ago.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

It happens with strong personalities.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Speaking from experience.

[Not a question, merely a statement.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

A great deal of it.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[wry smile] Very much so.