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championoftime ([personal profile] championoftime) wrote2011-07-12 12:55 am

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I've had a good number of people travel with me over the years. One of them was a young man named Hex. He was a brilliant lad, a nurse, who joined us and at first was astounded and amazed at every wondrous thing I presented before him. The space ships. The alien worlds. Travelling to his own distant past.

But then he met Cromwell, and it was Cromwell who started him down the path to being broken. He'd taken quite a shine to Ace, who many of you met. And when he thought he'd lost her, he did terrible things in her name. They haunted him, later. A healer, suddenly burdened with the loss of lives that circumstantially or not, he led to.

Things became worse. He was held for interrogation as a murder suspect. He was brainwashed at a military installation. Occurrence after occurrence, gradually damning him until that was all he could see rather than any of the good he'd done. I still regretted it when he left. Selfishly, too, because I was frustrated I wanted to show him so much wonder and all I did was show him the value of death.

Thus far, I've been burnt alive, shot, stabbed, mentally violated, and caught a plague while aboard this ship. ...Doesn't seem like all that much in the grand scheme of things, now that I look at all the ways I've managed to die in the past.

[Filtered to magical warden people that probably have experience with potions]

Speaking of being stabbed. There's a particularly dangerous potion on board that prompted an inmate to attack me in the infirmary. If I were to provide a list of ingredients and tell you the observed symptoms, panic being a primary one, I was wondering if at the very least a potion could be made to lessen or counter the effects.

[Private to Mozenrath]

I have a question to ask. You're a necromancer, correct?

[Private to Narvin]

I'm ready to organize our meeting with Arthas. I swear on Pythia's pantaloons if you so much as switch a single neuron that oughtn't to be touched, I'll make you drop your trousers in front of him.

[YEAH! HOW'S THAT FOR A THREAT!]
timesbureaucrat: (humph)

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[personal profile] timesbureaucrat 2011-07-12 09:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Dammit, Doctor, curtailing his gripe with logic! And it was going to be a good gripe, too. He sighs.]

I can't believe I'm doing this for Arthas of all people. [Nevermind that he's doing it in the hopes of getting lucky enough to pick a few juicy secrets out of Arthas' brain.]
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[personal profile] timesbureaucrat 2011-07-12 09:56 am (UTC)(link)
You're an incurable optimist if you think you can make him that person again.

[And an evil evil little man for considering traumatizing Arthas Narvin Arthas and Narvin both with such a thing.]

It's an incarnation of him that's long gone, I think. [The Time Lord metaphor is particularly apt in this case, Narvin thinks. Arthas the Death Knight might as well be a different regeneration from Arthas the Paladin.]
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[personal profile] timesbureaucrat 2011-07-12 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
I can hardly believe that your mind has... [But then he remembers the Valeyard. And also a faint memories of something a bit frightening in the Doctor's mind before he was booted violently out of it.]

Well, I suppose we all have a few shadows we'd rather weren't there. [Sometimes still he wonders how much Pandora's genetic legacy influences his actions.]

All right. I'll accept that it might not be an entirely hopeless cause. And don't worry, Doctor, I'm sure that if your shadows should start to bite...your brother will save you. If he's not busy examining Martian sculpture, that is. [He's certainly not going to admit out loud that he'd help. But the sentiment's there.]