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soundsofdrumsI've been insane most of my life, but this--this is something else.
[The Master is trying to look amused, but to anyone who knows him well enough, they might be able to tell that his smile is incredibly forced.]
The Gallifreyan equivalent of a mental asylum. How droll. Why even waste their resources on such a thing when there's apparently still a war going on? Hellooooo, Time Lords, you're about to get burned into oblivion. And I get a front row seat to it all this time. Possibly even a participant's badge.
[A pause, and just laughs a bit.] No, nonono. You're getting me good this time, Animus, but you need to try harder. I won't believe a bit of this. You will not tell me that all of this time has been meaningless.
[For a split second, his face goes deadly serious.]
You will not take this away from me.
[...And then comes back the grin, and he cuts off the feed for now.]
Private to the Tenth Doctor // Hackable by the Eleventh if he so desires
How have you be--- [He cuts himself off, pausing as he tries to find a different way to word it.] Have you been going as extra insane as I've been lately? Funny dreams? Being told that none of this is real? I'm stuck back in the bloody Time War. And of course, you're nowhere to be found.
But no. None of that is real. What kind of cruel universe would we live in, if all the lovely things we've gone through together since then were suddenly, whoosh, disappeared? Just a figment of my twisted imagination? Like that could ever be the case.
[But there's a hint of unsureness in his gaze. He chews a little on his bottom lip before just turning off the PCD.]
[The Master is trying to look amused, but to anyone who knows him well enough, they might be able to tell that his smile is incredibly forced.]
The Gallifreyan equivalent of a mental asylum. How droll. Why even waste their resources on such a thing when there's apparently still a war going on? Hellooooo, Time Lords, you're about to get burned into oblivion. And I get a front row seat to it all this time. Possibly even a participant's badge.
[A pause, and just laughs a bit.] No, nonono. You're getting me good this time, Animus, but you need to try harder. I won't believe a bit of this. You will not tell me that all of this time has been meaningless.
[For a split second, his face goes deadly serious.]
You will not take this away from me.
[...And then comes back the grin, and he cuts off the feed for now.]
Private to the Tenth Doctor // Hackable by the Eleventh if he so desires
How have you be--- [He cuts himself off, pausing as he tries to find a different way to word it.] Have you been going as extra insane as I've been lately? Funny dreams? Being told that none of this is real? I'm stuck back in the bloody Time War. And of course, you're nowhere to be found.
But no. None of that is real. What kind of cruel universe would we live in, if all the lovely things we've gone through together since then were suddenly, whoosh, disappeared? Just a figment of my twisted imagination? Like that could ever be the case.
[But there's a hint of unsureness in his gaze. He chews a little on his bottom lip before just turning off the PCD.]
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[Video]
Date: 2011-11-23 07:14 pm (UTC)I pray that you are right, Lord Saxon. I truly do. I do not want what I see when I am not here to be real.
[She looks worried the moment the words leave her lips, and she mutters, mostly to herself, but still audible.]
The Reverend Mother will take away my bread and water ration if I have said as much in my sleep. I hope that I have not.
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Date: 2011-11-23 11:06 pm (UTC)[Video]
Date: 2011-11-24 01:50 am (UTC)I - I do not like it, Lord Saxon. The Reverend Mother has told me such things - I fear her words will drive me mad, if I am not gone down that path already. It is so lonely there. I do not even see the Reverend Mother, only hear her voice, and only if I am wicked and do not pray as I am bid to pray.
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Date: 2011-11-24 04:55 am (UTC)[Video]
Date: 2011-11-24 05:11 am (UTC)[But - if it's the Animus.... Oh, would that it were! Then she really would be here, and not walled up for the rest of her life. She nods vigorously.]
I - do you really think that it is a trick of the Animus? Both places seem so real.... But, I hope that you are correct, Lord Saxon. I want more than anything for that to be the case.
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Date: 2011-11-23 07:35 pm (UTC)[Audio // Private]
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Date: 2011-11-24 06:26 am (UTC)Re: [Audio // Private]
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Date: 2011-11-23 08:43 pm (UTC)[video]
Date: 2011-11-23 11:08 pm (UTC)[video]
Date: 2011-11-25 05:00 pm (UTC)It sounds like the beginning of a song.
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Date: 2011-11-27 03:34 pm (UTC)[video]
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Date: 2011-11-24 07:32 am (UTC)No I...I've been having nightmares too. [There's a pause, then a barely stifled yawn before he looks blearily at the screen.]
...I might actually come home now.
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Date: 2011-11-24 11:05 am (UTC)[It's not just the cats, of course, but...]
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Date: 2011-11-24 05:48 pm (UTC)I'm on my way.
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Date: 2011-11-24 05:54 pm (UTC)For now, he just shuts off the PCD, sitting there on his bed. The kittens are curled up near him, looking at him curiously, but they don't do much else for now.]
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From:video/private; /SO LATE~
Date: 2011-11-27 04:07 am (UTC)If you let them break you, you're just as weak as every weeping bitch to wallow in the dirt with the dogs and die in her own shit.
video/private; GOD HOW DARE YOU. :|
Date: 2011-11-27 04:09 am (UTC)video/private;
Date: 2011-11-27 04:11 am (UTC)video/private;
Date: 2011-11-27 04:14 am (UTC)video/private;
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Date: 2011-11-29 10:54 pm (UTC)voice;
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