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[failedreintegration]

[He can't even really be angry about this, or affronted, or upset. On the one hand it registers as something of an insult. On the other it's just funny. Cute. Like watching a Barcelonan dog doing tricks.

It's kind of hard to be angry, or any of the other emotions he's feeling.]

Your friend was right, you do have a lot to read and a lot to learn about. And you will.

Because I have a standard that I have to live up to. Rules and regulations that I will not allow to fall by the wayside.

[And then, in a whisper] Besides if you want to enact any of those plans...you'd need to right?

[It's not trust. It's hard to trust a savage human but he's trying.] ...So just apply yourself.

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[timesbureaucrat]

And what rules and regulations might these be, Torvald? You know there are sometimes ways to...shall we say judiciously bypass certain rules. When you have the right assistance. [Like CIA resources and a boss occasionally willing to lend a hand to his subordinates. Little things like covering up a murder.]

[failedreintegration]

I am of course always grateful for any assistance. [He is.] but a human attempting to understand the thought processes of a Time Lord...

[He shakes his head] It's going to be an adjustment. We have to conduct ourselves to a standard don't we Coordinator? [But honestly he can't be too put off by it. At least, he's trying not to be.]

[timesbureaucrat]

A human? Got yourself one of those muns have you?

Be careful, these human muns may be simple-minded but they're also savage and brutal. Don't underestimate them.

[failedreintegration]

I don't intend to. She actually thinks herself capable of manipulating me.

Of course they're savage coordinator. This whole system is...[He wants to say unusual. That's the right thing to say] Barbaric.

[timesbureaucrat]

They are aliens, what do you expect?

Take your eye off them for one nanospan and before you know it they'll be plotting horrors against you.

[notthedoctor]

Rules and regulations aren't everything, you know.

[A smile, a foreign face. It's been so long since then, but then again, that was the Doctor instead of his errant hand-turned-into-a-person]

That's not always living, no matter what you're told.

[routemistress]

Torvald, is it? If you say so, chuck.

[what, Iris is a spoiler whore.]

Try an' remember everything you've been taught about relaxing and going with the flow, is my advice, pet. Our Narvin got it in one - don't underestimate 'em. But you don't need telling that, eh?

Oh, and be kind, you. You weren't always an obnoxious CIA arselicker; remember that an' you'll get on just fine.

[timespresident]

Torvald. Fancy meeting you here.

[failedreintegration]

One hopes one day they might learn respect Coordinator.

[He swallows] surely you've taught yours how to behave.

[Except he honestly has a problem thinking of it like that.]

[failedreintegration]

Madam President. [smoothly] continuing an aggressive campaign of meddling are we?

[failedreintegration]

[Squint] I beg your p-

[There's a real sense of unease] I serve. Happily. [And he does. He looks so convicted for a moment as a matter of fact that it's painful. Then.]

And my name is Torvald, not chuck.

omg hi!

[failedreintegration]

For those of us with duties to fufill and a job to perform it is.

[timespresident]

What you and Narvin call "meddling", Torvald, I call trying to do my job.

[failedreintegration]

At the expense of actually accomplishing anything. [that's such a Torvald answer, that Andred - for his part - looks pained.

And then he looks away and down.] Madam President.

[timespresident]

Yes, well, it's amazing what one can accomplish when one has so many ready and willing allies.

[failedreintegration]

Are you saying I don't? [He has Narvin okay.] I notice you're conspicuously without them at the moment. Where's your bodyguard. I use the term loosely.

[He's also kind of hoping Leela is here and okay.]

[timespresident]

My goodness, Torvald, thank you for pointing that out to me; I might never have noticed otherwise. I'm sure Leela will interject when she has something to say to you, not to worry.

[failedreintegration]

...of course you'd lose her. [There's maybe, MAYBE, a hairsbreath of emotion there]

[He frowns] Especially in a place like this. Really this is off any of our jurisdictions and charts.

[timespresident]

To say that I would "lose" Leela suggests that I own her in some way, which I emphatically do not. She is her own woman. [And my friend even though I shouldn't have friends and won't admit that I do. :|]

I for one would just as well have nothing to do with this place, but there's someone who insists on distracting me. Believe me, I shouldn't have much to say to you otherwise.

[failedreintegration]

[This is too funny] You have one of these mundanes too! You actually have successfully allowed yourself to be manipulated by one of these people. These savages!

[timespresident]

And you and Narvin are entirely here on your own, of your own free will, of course.

[failedreintegration]

Of course. [He doesn't look abashed] Mine will apply herself and if she doesn't then...obviously she'll see futility and let me go.

They do do that you know.

[timespresident]

Keep telling yourself that, Torvald.

[failedreintegration]

I don't see why not. No human being would presume to offer ownership over a Time Lord.

[timespresident]

Mm. I suggest you discuss that matter further with Narvin. He has rather more experience of it than I do at this point.