14 March 2011 @ 07:56 pm
[Video]  
[Warden Filter]

[Have a screen full of Doctor, who looks like he just blindly turned on the journal to video and didn't care about the setting. Collar is loose-ish, tie is hanging around his shoulders, his blazer isn't on and he's rubbing his eye as if he has a headache. Eyes are squinted tightly shut.]

My inmate murdered William Cooper with a plant toxin. I'll be remanding her to Zero after I speak with her. [Wince.] The method of dispersement was through a spray bottle. I'm going to tend to the matter. [And he blindly sort of flail-clicks off his journal.]

[Private to Persephone]

We need to talk. Can you meet me in my room?
 
 
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championoftime: 7.2 - que?[personal profile] championoftime on March 15th, 2011 03:40 am (UTC)
[Private]
Me? Preparing to speak with my inmate. [He thinks the hangover thing should be fairly obvious.] And I had a bottle of Gallifreyan wine while keeping Lord Rassilon company. [Baaaaw. Headache.]
Narvinektralonum: huh?[personal profile] timesbureaucrat on March 15th, 2011 03:57 am (UTC)
[Private]
The whole bottle? No, nevermind, I don't want to hear anything about your evening.

[Like Una earlier, this seems like perfectly normal drunken hangoverness, not pod-person virus.]
championoftime[personal profile] championoftime on March 15th, 2011 04:06 am (UTC)
[Private]
Thank you. [He rubs his other eye and winces.] You're quite forcefully concerned today.
Narvinektralonum: humph[personal profile] timesbureaucrat on March 15th, 2011 05:00 am (UTC)
[Private]
No more forcefully than usual. [At least he's not going into a high pitched histrionic rant about DISASTER ON THE HORIZON.]
championoftime: 7.2 - panicked motion[personal profile] championoftime on March 15th, 2011 05:05 am (UTC)
[Private]
[The Doctor would probably stare at him.] At least I didn't tell everyone my inner woes while I was drunk. [The flood confessional was bad enough.]