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[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[There is a Doctor wandering the snow-covered hills on the Plane again. He's actually without his leather jacket, simply wearing a black jumper and trousers. He scans the air with his screwdriver, frowning, before bending down to scoop up some snow]

All this heat and humidity beats the ice caves on Raxacoricofallapatorius. But it's wrong. This snow ought to be melting. [he pockets the screwdriver, before packing the snow into a ball and tossing it between his hands] Wonder if it'll melt with the storm -- there's got to be one soon, the weather's perfect for it.

[pauses] Perfect if you're on Earth, anyway. Of all the planets in all the universes to choose from, why'd the Machine pick Earth for a weather simulation?


[ooc: Nine has been canon-bumped to the end of Boom Town!]

Comments

[pactum.livejournal.com]

He spends too much energy fighting me and not enough doing the smart thing.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

Seems to me like fighting you is the smart thing.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Why, just because I might've tried to kill you a few times? I shouldn't have been manipulated like that. He let that stupid doctor know too much... trusted him too much. Just like you!

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[scoffs] There's a big difference between me and Crane. I've got no intention of manipulating anyone. All I want is to help him.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

He said that, too. He didn't even need to reach in to screw us up. [He growls.] You're more like a human than an alien. Foolish and impulsive and completely worthless.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[smugly] But you're still listening.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[LA LA LA NOT LISTENING

i mean what]

Shut up!!

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't finished talking yet.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[He huffs a bit.]

Then finish already so that I can fix the mess YOU started.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

Oi, I haven't started any messes! And how exactly are you planning to "fix" things?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

That's none of your concern.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

It's all of my concern, thanks.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Stay away from me. This's your only warning. Any more meddling like that note crap, and I'll make sure you never see Emil again. It's for his own good, whether you believe me or not.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[confused] What note? And you can't keep him away from us, he'll always be in there...which means we can reach him, can't we? It's why you're still here, listening to every word.

[pauses, and then he tests his theory] Fight him, Emil. Come back to me. He's not really protecting you.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Emil just stands there, glaring.]

You're so stupid. He can't hear any of this. He went to sleep because he wanted to. He couldn't take the news you gave him, so he's hiding like the little coward he is.

I told you he wasn't ready.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[frowns] When's he gonna be ready then? Never? He's got to face it eventually.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Not now. When we have all the Cores... then he'll be ready.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

Describe these Cores to me. What's the point of collecting them all?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Each one awakens a Centurion. Centurions control the monsters that run rampant on Aselia, and through them, the flow of mana. Without awakening all of the Centurions our world will die. Deserts are already freezing over and forests have burned because of this.

It wasn't a problem before the worlds were reunited, but humans have a way of interfering. You can't just undo thousands of years using an hourglass system and expect it to work perfectly.

There are also various idiots after the same thing we are, only they want to use the Cores to kill each other. Naturally.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[thoughtfully] How many Cores exist? And what's an "hourglass system?"

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Nine. One for each kind of mana... and Ratatosk, who rules over the Centurions. That one's in a safe place until he wakes up.

[Take that with a grain of salt, Nine. He crosses his arms.] A long time ago the world was split into two, with four Summon Spirits on either side regulating the flow of mana from one side to the other so that it wasn't depleted. There's a limited amount.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[frowns] Ratatosk? That's what Emil called you. Or at least I think that's what he meant.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[He gives Nine a flat look.] If I was a god, do you really think I'd be sitting in a mortal body when I could be doing my job?

I'm Emil. A part of him made to protect Marta.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

Considering your attitude, I wouldn't be surprised.

And you said your job was to fight the monsters while Emil took care of Marta. You're getting your explanations mixed up. [pauses] Emil said he started turning into you when he became a Knight of Ratatosk. Care to explain the connection, if I've got it wrong? Knight of Ratatosk, a god named Ratatosk, Ratatosk Mode...

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Whatever. I'm not. "Deal with Marta" isn't the same as protecting her. You think I'd leave that kind of task to the wimp?

How about I don't? You seem to be pretty intent on figuring that stuff out on your own.