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realityshifted2008-04-20 08:14 pm
brigadiertardis.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2008-04-20 08:14 pm
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[have the TARDIS on the Astral Plane, obviously preoccupied and seemingly frustrated]
Why will they not listen? Why will they never, ever listen? I grow weary of their constant arguing. [seems to be holding a conversation with someone else while muttering to herself] No, that is not acceptable. Why can they not understand I won't hurt them? That wretched, useless -- did they just shoot at me?
[long-suffering sigh] I am convinced today is a Saturday. There can be no other explanation.
Why will they not listen? Why will they never, ever listen? I grow weary of their constant arguing. [seems to be holding a conversation with someone else while muttering to herself] No, that is not acceptable. Why can they not understand I won't hurt them? That wretched, useless -- did they just shoot at me?
[long-suffering sigh] I am convinced today is a Saturday. There can be no other explanation.
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[a dark, grim smile] It's not as much a suggestion as a resignation. I can't stop him permanently. Not unless I want to become a murderer.
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[purses her lips resolutely, then touches his cheek] That is not anything I want to happen. You are not a murderer. No matter the outcome of your choices, you are not a murderer. I won't allow it.