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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[cross-legged on the 'floor', sitting up a bit straighter than normal thanks to the tight bandages wrapped around his abdomen. they can't be seen, though. only indication of anything is that he's wearing his shirt and coat without the tie and jacket. no converses either, though his socks and the bottoms of his trousers are covered in sand. well dressed, our Ten is]

I take it the experiment went poorly, eh, you lot? Can't have all the subjects killed at once. [smiles despite this] Never thought I would miss dolphins or that beach so much.

[somewhat of an afterthought] Everything should be fine back there, though, Lucia. Erm, assuming the monsters went back into the desert. Right and any other disasters that need fixing?

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

No, your methods of murder are so very morally superior, aren't they?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Not really. I just hate it when it's especially violent. Guns and explosions and all that. A lot of times they wanted me to blow up the bases anyway.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Your Seventh would have been so much better than that. Was Miss McShane with you?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Ace? No, actually, she went her own way. She became a sort of...time vigilante.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And is she alive?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I...don't know. I haven't heard from her in a long time.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[looks at him carefully] Why can't I see Lucy? Honestly. I miss her.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[and returns his look seriously] You broke her.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And no one can repair her but me.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

What makes you think that?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I know her. I cared for her. She loves me.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[snorts] ...I should check on how she's doing anyway.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

No.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

What's the objection this time?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Lucy is my wife. I ought to check on her.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

What if I call her and she's happy without you?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Then she's lying to you.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[sighs] I told Martha to sort of check on her sometimes.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, and I'm sure that's working out beautifully.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

What? I'm sure it's fine. She's a doctor, you know.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Which is more than you can claim. Despite Miss Jones's medical qualifications, she's not a trained therapist - and they're pretty ineffectual, regardless.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Look, I'll find out how she's doing but I just really don't think talking to you will help her.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I don't like to abandoning my companions, Doctor.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[looks at him for a moment, then says] You know her better than I do.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Good! Hand me the mobile, I'll give her a ring right now.