spoilers for episode 8x11

[twelfth_night]

No! No, No! [The Doctor waved his hands in front of him, as if to ward off some kind of evil spirit.] Why are you even thinking this is some kind of funny joke? It is not!

He's-she's a dangerous Time Lord and whoever she is, she's no friend of mine. As for that ridiculous kiss? You can stop laughing right now. Clara looked petrified but not as much as me. I can't believe you actually find it amusing that my nemesis kissed me. It's wrong.

[Cue a sulky and put-out Doctor.]

You mundanes are rather sick in the head at times and it sickens me to think- oh, I don't know! Random thoughts of the human brain are beyond me sometimes. Don't you think rescuing Clara and saving Mr. Pink are more important than your whimsical fantasies at the moment?

Comments

[ofdrumsthesound]

I'd have preferred if they left me to my heroic sacrifice, personally. It made me interesting.

Although being female could be amusing. I think I like being myself more, mind you.

[twelfth_night]

You. [Have a look of anger, hatred, sadness and lonliness all mixed in one.]

I suppose you're enjoying this little show, aren't you?

[ofdrumsthesound]

Not really, no. Weren't you listening?

I've been trying to fight the drums. It doesn't always work, but at least I haven't been taking over much of anything, and I've only killed people who essentially deserve it.

[twelfth_night]

Who are these people in your mind who deserved to die? [He shot the Master a dark look. He knew how ruthless his adversary could be. He saw how many innocents the Time Lord murdered.]

[ofdrumsthesound]

Oh, you know. Rapists, child abusers, anyone dumb enough to try mugging me?

[twelfth_night]

People like that should stand trial for what the have committed. I don't think murdering them will make any difference. You're no better than them.

[ofdrumsthesound]

That's still better than I used to be, though. I'm improving.

[twelfth_night]

Improving? Is that what you call it? So, by not murdering as many as people, you consider yourself to be improving?

[ofdrumsthesound]

. . . well yes, by definition.

[cajuncardshark]

[You'll get a snarky little snort of a laugh and a wry smirk from the Cajun.]

Ah'd invite'cha int'our headspace, but dat's prob'ly considered rude or somet'in'. Mun don' ship it, much to d'relief of our resident "Eleven," so you'd prob'ly find some solace here.

Still...she sure did crack up when all d'secrets got revealed. An' dat kiss. Made her an' yoah past life squirrely over here! Only she was laughin' an' squirrelin' at d'same time!

[twelfth_night]

I'm sorry, I'm having trouble understanding your dialect. What do you mean your "resident Eleven?" Are you talking about my past self? [Your accent is so thick, dude.]

What do you mean by "squirrelin'?"

[cajuncardshark]

[The smirk turns somewhat incredulous and he quirks a brow up at him as he scoffs.] Yeah, we got 'im runnin' around in headspace, 'long with the one before that, too. [Excuse you, the ladies love it! You should hear him when he turns off the "talking-to-non-Cajuns" voice. It's atrocious! He at least slow down and enunciates enough now that hopefully it's more intelligible.]

You know, squirmin' around, gettin' real uncomfortable, ants-in-yah-pants. [He wriggles lightly as if to demonstrate.]

((BTW...I've kinda been typing in his mumble-ese for so long that it's hard for me to tell when it's hard to understand...just lmk if it's bad, I'll adjust.))

[twelfth_night]

I'm certainly feeling uncomfortable, yes. More than uncomfortable. I'm worried about Clara, Danny and the whole world, now that the Master is back. Whatever he is calling himself or whatever he looks like, he's still the same calculating, evil man he always was.

[A fellow Time Lord but nothing like the Doctor. Or, was he?]

[inthesnogbox]

[Despite herself, and the grave situation they're in... Clara can't help a very small smirk of amusement.]

Well, it was some kiss.

[twelfth_night]

No, it wasn't. It really wasn't. [He doesn't like it how you're enjoying this, Clara.]

[inthesnogbox]

Probably the most action this regeneration has seen. [Sorry, Doctor, but not sorry.] Or the only action.

[twelfth_night]

That is extremely rude, Clara Oswald. You have no right to go poking around in my personal life. You have no idea if I've ever....oh, this is silly.

[inthesnogbox]

[She can't help herself, really. Just grinning away like the cheshire cat.]

Oh, it's sort of sweet, Doctor. I mean, I'm sure things would be different if River was around.

[twelfth_night]

It's not sweet. What's that supposed to mean? River and I is a personal matter. [She was far too forward for his liking, anyway.]

[inthesnogbox]

Well, sweet or just sad. Last of the Time Lords should be able to have some fun of the physical variety.

[twelfth_night]

Fun? Is that what you call it? What's to say I had any "fun" with River. This is a very awkward conversation, you know.

[theendiswherewestartfrom]

Should'a let me break his neck. But no-o, it's all 'responsibility, Jack' and 'try to save him.' How many more times are you going to let him do this to you?

[twelfth_night]

I don't condone murder, even with a man from the same species as me; a man so despicable too. I'm not letting him do anything to me. I didn't even know it was him.

[theendiswherewestartfrom]

He- she? Do the pronouns really change when you guys change bodies? Fun philosophical questions...

[Jack waves a hand in dismissal.]

On one hand, I get what you mean. From your perspective, we don't have the right to judge, and in the long run, we all deserve a bullet in the back of the head for the things we've done.

But on the other? How many planetary invasions has this man been responsible for? Can you even count anymore?

[twelfth_night]

Too many. He's caused so much pain and suffering, yet I can't let him die. He is the only Time Lord left in the universe apart from myself. As much as I hate him, it's hard for me to actually place myself in a position to destroy him. If I did that, then I'd be no better than him.

[He felt torn. He hated the man, yet he felt sorry for him at the same time.]

[theendiswherewestartfrom]

That's why I said let me break his neck. An old friend of yours told me that's what we're here for, isn't it? Not all the companions, but certain ones of us. To do the jobs that the Doctor can't, himself?

I'd take this hit for you. And you know it.

[twelfth_night]

No. I know how reckless you can be, Captain. I don't need others throwing themselves in the path of danger in front of me. I've lost enough people doing that. [He had a look of a man who had lost so much over the years.]

Companions are here to aid me but not to die for me. Too many have been let down by my lack of me unable to save them in time. This is my fight and my fight only.

[theendiswherewestartfrom]

[Jack scoffs lightly.] Oh, now you tell me not to die for you. [But he smiles, he isn't actually bitter at the Doctor about Satellite five. Well. Not that part of it.]

But the Master excels at dragging other people into 'your' fight. Me and Martha, Martha's family. And I know you don't have any control over that. So you shouldn't hold the blame for it. But you also shouldn't push us away when we want to help.