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[He appears on the screen, holding a squirmy mongoose. That terrible jester marionette of his? Still sitting on the back of his couch. He's hesitant because he knows what's been going on, and there's some potentially terrible things that he could be admitting about himself right now. So he's going to try really hard not to!] Harper! This is actually your pet. I'm duty bound to return it to you... I have no idea what it's name is.

[And a pause. Okay! Let's go with-] I know how to play the spoons!

[Really?

That's it?

He sighs in relief.] I was worried for a moment that I was going to say something considerably worse! [He ignores the mongoose considering a voyage down his pullover.] Such as the fact I know I'm the most problematic, repugnant, and unpleasant of the lot of me and I'd been better off not even having gone through this regeneration.

[Wait.] Ignore that bit. [He makes a pissy huff and cuts the feed.]

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That might have worked. [Brax... is actually pretty okay with what he confessed, annoying as it was, because he knows very few care to work out his problems and therefore minor slip-ups will not be read into.] Though I would have had to borrow the mindwipe to protect my mind from this new information.

Hm. [Ponderrrr.] Think it'd be okay if I came over to hang out?

[ He's clapping politely. ]

Do you practice that a lot?

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[ ... Jason. Sigh. ]

Go ahead.

I would have as well, I believe. Or Agent K's neuralyzer.

I'm not certain yet. [He is certain. Mostly certain. Hush, Valeyard, you're not a part of this conversation.] However, as fact stands you've been a better friend to me- if not my elder selves, so I thought I would come to you.

...Also, you've been active more recently than in the past century.

...Unless you have a platonic relationship with the agent. Are you? [His turn to be repressed and unsure. Platonic is what one usually does with companions...]

Yes, please. I'd love to speak more on what's going on as it is.

He seems a little less established than the other two. [Established. That's what he'll call it.]

[But you know that however smart Rassilon is, you're even cleverer. You could get close to him and steal all his secrets.]

...Is now good?

We're...[awkward pause and clearing of throat]...not platonic.

Lord Rassilon can be manipulative. But I'm sure you know that. He is, after all, a Time Lord and a politician.

[Another long pause.]

For my part, although he is my president I wouldn't trust him enough to let my guard down to such an extent. Maybe I would have before... [Not just maybe. During the early days of Rassilon's presidency, when he was still star-struck, if Rassilon had wanted him he would have considered himself honoured.]

I'm loyal to him, and I'll obey orders. That doesn't mean I've forgotten what he's done. Accede to his desires if you wish, but don't think he won't turn on you if you become inconvenient.

Or a trusted family member's helping hypnotic hand. [Which one of them does he mean? HMM. He smiles.] We were quite different creatures in the Dark Times, weren't we. It's quite startling to see the distinction in person.

[ L- lol, Seven. Bruce closes his eyes, jerks his head away for a moment. ]

He is- [ pause ] volatile. Dangerous.

[That's relieving to hear, because he knows now that he won't have to go running to Rassilon's chamber to make sure he gets there before Narvin.] Then I'll proceed with whatever decision with caution.

And how about this for another admission. Perhaps another reason I doubt myself.

I abhor being in charge... But I think this time around, I could have been good at it.

[Narvin had considered it, but common sense prevailed and he realized what a bad idea it would be for a large number of reasons, not the least of which was Kay.]

You are more organized than the rest of you. But, again, consider the competition.

[You're not helping! Where are the other twelve! BAWWW!]

[Common sense earned it's good scout badge today!] That's just it, Narvin. I always do.

Now would be perfectly fine. [And he'll go get tea and biscuits going, because yay! company. He likes company, especially when it's Tim.]

Indeed. Though in reminding myself of the attributes of this regeneration, I lucked out quite a bit in that department.

Oh yes. It was certainly mind-blowing to encounter Peylix during one of the floods.

The spoons? [Mock disappointment, complete with sad shake of the head.]

How can anyone who plays the spoons be repugnant?

[Have a brightly smiling Time Lord President, Seven.] But you're my favourite. I wish you never had regenerated again. [How's that for a compliment?]

[But now that that is out of the way, there are some other things he needs to talk about.] Omega doesn't know who this person you talked about is either. [And bright grin turns into a slight pout.]

Thank you! You're wonderful!

So see? Since you're not problematic or unpleasant, that just leaves you with repugnant, which you're not either, so that leaves you with nothing!

...I don't find you to be any of those things, Doctor.

I can only imagine.

He's really very protective of Rassilon. I'm surprised he didn't chew me out for mentioning planetary destruction in the Lord High President's presence.

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