shortsightedlove | Entries tagged with the time lords are his children

[Oh, it's that time again! for the first time since Silent Hill, he's actually pleasantly excited by something.]

I am Rassilon, Lord High President of Gallifrey. Is there any Time Lord seeing this? ...Anyone else I know? ...Omega?

[[OOC: Sorry for lateness.]]

[Private to Omega]

What do you remember of the revolution? And what came after it?

[Private to Seven]

What do you know of the revolution and it's aftermath?

Current Mood: thoughtful

[Private to Narvin | Text]

I want to speak with you. This noon, if you have time.

[Private to Rose | Voice]

I trust you made it through this flood? [Or do I need a new warden? Humans break so easily after all.]

Current Mood: contemplative

[Private to Narvin, visible to Rose]

[Rassilon isn't at all happy with Rose being able to monitor his conversations with Narvin, so:] Coordina- [Strikes unreadable.] Narvin, I would like to meet you.

[Private to Rose]

You need not concern yourself, I am not planning anything nefarious. I simply wish to see how the Coordinator is doing.

Current Mood: contemplative

[Rassilon was lounging on his bed, thinking. He couldn't ignore the matter with Narvin. One of his people, children, had been so brutally assaulted; he had to get revenge. Anything else... Well, his father had demonstrated what a lack of interest in your child's well-being meant, and he would not fail like that.

Which reminded him -- wasn't there a message for him? He should ask Omega about that.]

Omega... [Or maybe not now? Hmm. It was so nice, and he didn't want to spoil his mood by listening to his father's nonsense. Besides, he had to scheme.]

Current Mood: contemplative

[Rassilon is bored. It's times like these he misses gallifreyan politics the most. At least that gave him something to do.

So you know what? He's thought about this for a while now, he might as well ask more than just two people.]

I have a question for the wardens. [He shifts a little.] How do you justify your occupation? There have to be inmates here who believe what they did was right. What makes your sense of right and wrong superior to theirs? [Translation: Why am I an inmate, anyway?]

Current Mood: contemplative

[He had wanted to talk with Omega about Seven's "I think your best friend is romantically interested in you" nonsense. Instead...]

I have nightmares about my children dying.

[He pauses, eyes wide. Damn flood!]

[He quickly turns the feed off, before he starts talking about his daughter the last thing he needs is everyone knowing about that.]

Current Mood: embarrassed

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Better an honest villain...

...than a counterfeit hero.

Entries tagged with the time lords are his children

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[020: Text] And now for the long overdue...

[019: Spam for Omega]

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