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[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[So! Guess who has been being annoyingly vocal about getting out? And who has a whole new set of icons due to a whim?

That's right! Brigitta is back on the Plane yet again, this time looking a lot more dressed up than usual, clingy red dress, done up hair, make up... The works, she looks like she's been to a great big party, and also looks like she isn't all that happy about it.

...Okay, she definitely isn't all that happy about it, especially since she's had to leave her weapons behind, the moment that Brigitta appears she pretty much rips her hair out of its style and lets out a sound close to a growl, this has not been a very good day] I really don't understand why this is necessary, the least he could do is wear the dress.

[She grumbles again and runs a hand through her hair before dumping herself on the ground and lying flat out to stare at the stars, it's both ruining her dress and getting her to relax! Yay!]

Comments

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Did the Time Lords kill those too?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

No, we have not. Unlike the vampires, the Wirrn play their part in the time line.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Despite being large disgusting bug creatures?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[looks away] Well, that's more of a personal bias than anything...

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

They do kill people though.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Yes, but...we're not exterminators. What happened with the Great Vampires led us to our policy of non-interference and observation.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Even if terrible suffering occurs? It's always better to interfere; to get stuck in.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Even then.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

You can actually cope with that?

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't answer immediately] Brigitta, we can see all that will be, won't be, and has the potential to be. It's part of our nature as Time Lords and that's been reinforced through years of training in the Academy and countless centuries of carrying out such related duties. It's not something I'm likely going to change my mind about like that. [he snaps his fingers. but though he says all that, he can't help feeling the tiniest of doubts in his mind. the very thought of changing his way of thinking is almost unheard of to him.]

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

You can always change your mind; back when I was just a child I thought that my only purpose in life would be having babies, now... [She sweeps a hand over herself] just look at me, you can always change if you put your mind to it.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

[he gives her a bit of a smile.] We'll see.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Hopefully, this place tends to change people a lot.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Er, yes. Well. Like I said, we'll see. I'm not about to stop learning from this place.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

You better not... Y'know, I've learned more here than back home; kinda creepy really.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

How is that creepy?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

It just is; we were supposed to fear places like this back... Back in my childhood.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Why were you? I suppose there were some sort of legends amongst your people pertaining to something like this?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Yup, but then again in those days we were constantly afraid of some bad tempered god deciding that we weren't supposed to be alive.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, your people were a polytheistic race, I take it?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Blank stare] ...Yup! Very polytheistic we were, and we were proud

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

Proud but in fear of your gods punishing you.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Apart from the whole "risk of being killed" they were good gods.

[damn-time-ring.livejournal.com]

I see. How many were there?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Can't remember, over twenty I think.