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[this is Lucy. this is Lucy sitting quietly off to some random side of the Plane, resting in a wide, comfy chair, legs tucked beneath her and reading a book. what book? a random one she snatched from the TARDIS library that gives some (very) truncated history on Gallifrey. why? because her husband has currently gone a mite bonkers and thinks himself someone else. it really, really sucks. so she's doing some reading and hoping to find some answers.

hopefully]

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If I remember correctly, you moved on first. After wounding my TARDIS and leaving me stranded.

I don't see why I should want to stay.

And, yes. Their track record with changing people is fairly high. As is their track record for hurting people.

Did I? Well, of course. You said so, after all.

I'm not telling you to.

[laughs] Are you doing this to help Harry, or to thwart them? I can't quite see which it is.

Are you saying you haven't moved on, Mrs. Saxon? Still feeling the odd pang of regret? Considering the scar tissue still healing on the TARDIS, all I feel in the back of my mind are pangs of pain.

Then what are you telling me? What do you want?

[considers] Does it matter?

You really are so completely clueless, aren't you? It doesn't matter, though. Enjoy your pain, Doctor.

Nothing. I'm telling you nothing. You're your own man. Do what you want.

[frowns] If all it is is to stop them, I see no reason to help you. I'll save Harry without your help.

Haven't we already determined that? You should be grateful. If I'd had any more sense, I'd have sussed you out a long time ago.

I am, in fact. But what do you want? Forgiveness? Do you even know if you're sorry?

[sigh] Neither of us can save them alone.

You're so sure of yourself, so ridiculously arrogant. Why should I be grateful to you?

We aren't discussing this.

You haven't answered whether you really want to save them, though.

Why not? You suceeded where the Master instructed you! Broke my heart and my TARDIS and moved on. I'd almost say you owe me one.

Aren't we?

Yes, I want to help them. If, by chance, it thwarts the Twins, I'm sure no one will be heartsbroken about it.

[sets her jaw] I owe you nothing.

No. There's nothing to say.

How are we supposed to change them back if these Twins are as capricious as you say?

Fine. We don't owe each other anything. Not pangs, not forgiveness, nothing.

I haven't worked that out, yet, but I'm working on it.

You had no intention of ever forgiving me, anyway.

Is that so? [taps her chin] These Twins are fond of playing these games, you said? How long do they usually last? Maybe that will help.

You wanted to hurt me. I can't imagine why you'd want forgiveness.

That usually starts with an apology, at any rate.

[as a matter of fact, he has a datapad on him with information] the lengths vary. Anywhere from a day, like the stealing experiment, to a few weeks, like with the language barriers.

You have no idea what I wanted.

[...busy body] Yes, but those affected everyone, didn't they? What about ones specific to individuals?

So I'm wrong, am I? Humor me; explain.

I've only got limited data on experiments on individuals. Misaki's seemed to last a month or so, but I didn't realize something was wrong until later. I've never had one affect me. What about you?

You saw my mind, Doctor. There's nothing to explain if you're intent on pretending it never happened.

No, the Twins have never bothered me. They seemed to do something with Diva, though, but she was quite pleased with it. I suppose that means they don't only harm those of us here.

[falters] W-what I saw in your mind had to have been some very clever trick. If it wasn't, why would you do this? That was more than just choosing the Master. You hurt the only thing I have in the universe. You tried to strand me! And you did it all with a song in your heart.

It isn't all harmful, but it's hardly safe. Who knows what the effects of having Rassilon and Omega's minds inside of them will be.

A human, trick a Time Lord? Now who's being daft? [looks away] And just how did that song sound, exactly, since you seem to know so much?

Who are Rassilon and Omega, exactly?

I was being daft. Saw what I wanted to see.

[quieter] What are you trying to prove? You've won, already.

Two very old, very powerful Time Lords. Some of my race considered them gods, for what they did for the people. But they were just men. Brilliant, terrifying men.

Saw what you wanted? You egotistical, stupid, pathetic idiot! How long can you possibly sit here and tell me it was a lie? You-- [clamps her mouth shut] I'm not trying to win anything. You're just a fool.

[sniffs loudly] And you're worried for what? That Harry and your other self might inherent some of that power?

How can you stand there and tell me it wasn't? Trying to make it worse, are you? "Oh, Doctor, it was real, but it just wasn't good enough..."

No. Though the thought of the Master with Rassilon's power is fairly terrifying, the two of them might get swallowed by those currently dominant personalities.

You really are thick. Do you have any idea how much I want to hate you, you fumbling imbecile? I want to and I can't and I haven't the foggiest idea why!

[she needs to take a few deep breaths and walk away from you a minute, Doctor. give her a sec] So you're saying Harry could disappear forever and all that would be left is a man with his face and no idea who I am?

Lucy--- [steps towards her, then hesitates, and then goes cold]Try a little harder, Mrs. Saxon. I'm sure you'll find the emotion quickly enough.

Yes, exactly. And all of the things you've done will be for naught. So! Let's see if we can't make a plan.

[now you get the book thrown at you] You bloody oaf!

Why don't we just trade you for them, hmm? I'm sure the Twins can find so many uses for a doddering idiot such as yourself.

[book hits him in the shoulder and he rubs the spot where it hit] You're the one who wanted to be even. Angry now? Now try a dash of betrayl and a year of painful repairs. That would make us even, Mrs. Saxon. We'd be just about square.

You know, they might. Why don't you ask them? Or we could figure out something that would work.

I never wanted anything from you! I tried telling you so many times, but you just kept pushing, didn't you? None of this would have happened if you hadn't pushed! It's your fault and now we both get to suffer for it!

Oh yes, why don't you offer up one of your wonderful ideas, Doctor? I'm sure nothing disastrous will happen if you do.

It's all my fault? Do you have any idea what I---

But you just couldn't give him up. Now we're here. He's with his Doctor and we're alone.

I shouldn't have come here. It'll sort itself out in time.