(discedo) Playing Track Eight (Voice)

[syncopath]

Hmmm. And one has to wonder where the Doctor is in all of this. Hiding in the TARDIS, like the coward he is? Aren't you meant to be the hero of this piece, Doctor? Saving everybody? You and your faithful companions? Isn't that what you live for?

Or perhaps you are, at this very moment, working on an absolutely brilliant plan which will inevitably culminate in blowing it all up? That does seem to be your modus operandi. Nothing a good cleansing fire won't fix, eh?

Comments

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

Good to see you're back to normal, professor.

[syncopath]

Thank you, Mona. How are you holding up? Safe, I take it?

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

Yep. Safe and sound!

False sincerity FTW

[syncopath]

[Voice]

That puts my mind a little more at ease.

Re: False sincerity FTW

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

Hey uh, do you still want give me another check up now that I'm green again? You might get some more interesting results now.

[Voice]

[syncopath]

Mmm?

Oh, that's right. I do apologize. I've been... attempting to catch up on events here.

I am truly sorry, Mona. I wish I hadn't been right.

Re: [Voice]

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

A lot's happened, that's for sure.

Don't apologize, Professor. I had already prepared myself for it, and I can do more good this way.

[Voice]

[syncopath]

I don't, ah. Actually don't remember any of it.

[uncomfortable pause]

You are so strong, Mona Lisa.

Re: [Voice]

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

You were acting pretty weird, that's for sure.

Not as strong as I'd like, but I'm working on it!

[Voice]

[syncopath]

[hesitant]

Was I?

Mm, you are stronger than most individuals I've encountered.

[more upbeat]

So! When do you want to schedule your little check-up?

[Voice]

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

You thought you were a lizard. I was worried you'd give me a bad reputation!

I am?

I'm not really busy now that Walter's been captured. I'm good anytime, really.

[Voice]

[syncopath]

[another uncomfortable pause, then an uncertain, disbelieving little laugh]

A lizard?

I could stop by in, say... a few hours? In the midst of something at the moment.

Re: [Voice]

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

That's what your friend told me.

Sure thing.

[Voice]

[syncopath]

[tightly]
He is not my friend.

Re: [Voice]

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

Sorry. Sorry!

[Voice]

[syncopath]

[long, drawn-out breath. When he speaks he sounds weary.]

An honest mistake, I'm sure. You are in the same room as before?



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Re: [Voice]

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

Yeah, same one.

[COMMENT LOG IT IS]

[syncopath]

[The Master clicks off the communicator without replying and rests his face in his hands, massaging his temples. He feels inexplicably trapped, has done ever since the Doctor arrived in Discedo. Like everything is a trap. There is absolutely no good reason to expose himself so soon after escaping the TARDIS. None. Performing a check-up on a lizard is not even classifiable as a good reason. Still, a small while later he finds himself knocking on the same door in Latimir.]

[softly]
It's me.

[COMMENT LOG IT IS]

[onceahuman.livejournal.com]

[opens up just like before]

Hey, Professor. It's nice to see you again.

[kingotheweevils.livejournal.com]

Professor Saxon, was it? Harold Saxon, the infamous Prime Minister who pulled a disappearing act on the world?

[Voice]

[syncopath]

Are you sure you do not have me confused with someone else?

[Voice]

[kingotheweevils.livejournal.com]

Pretty goddamn sure, yeah.

[Voice]

[syncopath]

Language, language. Did you know there are children listening in on these things?