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[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[the newly arrived Time Lord is quiet as he first takes in his surroundings, his boots lightly thumping on the metal ground as he walks in a slow circle to see where the hell he is.]

What sort of place is this? This can't be right... [his nose wrinkles somewhat as he smells something he can't quite place, but his attentions are soon elsewhere.] Nothing adds up correctly. Not the stars, the ground, none of it. Just where the hell am I?

Oh, if that girl did anything to my Time Ring... It's one thing to grieve, but to take it out on somebody else's personal property--!

No, it's just acting up. Damnable thing. If they'd just given me a TARDIS, none of this would've happened! [of course he's lying to himself, knowing full well why he couldn't have a TARDIS previously.]

[he falls silent for a moment, folding his arms in front of his chest.]

I wonder why we've never heard about this place before. The High Council will be very interested to hear about this.

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[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Having just had a generally unpleasant experience with a Time Lord, Diva is not all too happy to see you. Well, she assumes that you're a Time Lord because of the talk about TARDISes and time. It's a good assumption.

But anyways, her arms are crossed as she speaks}

Oh, are you another Time Lord?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's a surprise--one he keeps from entering his expression and merely arches an eyebrow at her.]

Another Time Lord? What do you mean by that, you...[definitely doesn't recognise her as a Time Lord.]...whatever you are?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

You can call me Diva. There are actually quite a few of them here. Well, some of them are the same. There are a few Doctors, and two Masters, and I just met one named Omega recently. But the Doctors and even the Masters are much more polite.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[of all the Time Lords in all the universes....]

[Handy is just staring, and strongly considering turning tail right about now. Except it's like staring into the sun or something - he knows it's going to end badly, but he just can't look away quite yet]

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

More than one Doctor?! ...That's highly disturbing. [Not to mention multiple Masters and Omega. Give him a moment and he'll process that.]

"Diva" you said your name was? Did you say "Omega"?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, several. Different...regenerations, I think they're called, too. So they look different. But there are a lot of one particular one. It's complicated.

{But she smiles a bit} I did, yes. To both of those.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[He frowns severely.] Can I help you? [And why yes, he does mean to sound that annoyed.]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Oh you - [he assumes he meant to sound annoyed. He hesitates then shakes his head] No, never mind, of course not. [straightens up a bit, crossing his arms over his chest and gives Straxus his best unimpressed look] Besides that, if anyone is looking in need of help here I'd say it's you.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Yes, regeneration is the correct term for that. As for complicated, no.

Now Omega...how can he--? No, I don't believe you. Omega's dead and has been for millennia!

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, people come from different times here too. Mm, and it's not like people stay dead here anyways. Like I died once, but the Twins brought me back. But I doubt that's his case, since he only just got here too.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[He adjusts his gloves, his hand passing over the Time Ring. He certainly doesn't like to admit it, but...] And what if I do?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

...This is serious, indeed. I must tell the High Council at once!

[Turns around to go, but...crud, he doesn't know how to leave.] Well. I should learn more about this place before I do. No doubt I'll have to return...

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, you just think about going home, and you'll go. It takes some practice, but you'll get used to it.

{Tilts her head} There's really no point in telling anyone at home, though. They can't come here, and it's pretty hard to believe.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he will be trying to hide the fact that he might be gloating just a little] ...well if you do, the best way to go about it is to ask. Something along the lines of 'Please help me, I'm utterly lost.' or something similar. Feel free to mix it up if you must. Creativity is actually a positive asset.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[is also staring, and contemplating running in the opposite direction at the same time] ...You have got to be kidding.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Something that--[He hesitates to use "simple" because if it was, he wouldn't be here now.]--well, like that. That's all? I take it the process of entering this place is similar. Then why can't others come to wherever this place is?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, no one really knows about that part. I'd ask the Twins or Meredith, since they kind of own this place. They pick who gets to come here and who doesn't.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he catches that and narrows his eyes.] I will not do something that ridiculous just to get information!

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[narrowing your eyes only adds to the smugness, Straxus.] Haven't you ever heard that expression, pride comes before a fall? Oh go on then, just ask. I'll even let you pass with a simple 'Please help.' You won't even have to admit to your absolute and complete confusion and all that sort of nonsense.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[Sighs slightly; he doesn't see how he earned himself such a greeting. So much for manners. At least this person he recognises as a Time Lord.] I assure you I'm not.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Who are they, then? I've heard of no such people before, and I certainly didn't put my name in to be selected for this.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Earth saying, isn't it? Yes, I thought you were a human.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[straightens up a little more, a little more defensively, his shoulders squaring and he gives Straxus a Look] Did you now? So what's your excuse then?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes] 'Course you're not. Don't know why I even bother being surprised anymore.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[Indignantly] My excuse?! And just who are you to be asking me such a question?