175 - Mirrorverse II: The Revenge

[impure_tale]

To my beloved readers

Comments

Private.

[persephonepearl]

This is beautiful, Marquis. He's not taking the bump out on you, is he?

Private.

[impure_tale]

Only just, my dear.

Private.

[persephonepearl]

Do you need anything? I've some of the rub that I made last time.

Private.

[impure_tale]

And lo and behold, my cabin door happens to not be locked.

[Let it be known? The Marquis is still known to be kind of oversexed. Brought on largely from having visitors denied him so often and so long.]

[likeabigsister]

You're always such an inspiration, Marquis!

Even if your similes are kind of naughty sometimes.

[impure_tale]

I do what I can, my flower. You are well?

[likeabigsister]

I'm great, thank you! Are you okay?

[shortsghtedlove]

Your prose is the same as always, I see. [He's just so amused.]

[impure_tale]

Always a pleasure, Rassilon. I hope my prose finds you in good health and spirits today.

[shortsghtedlove]

Of course, my dear Marquis. It's very inspiring. [Half mocking, half serious.]

[rass_bestie]

[The Doctor's voice isn't cruel or harsh. Just cold and neutral.] On a ship where memories are twisted and the truth fades, this tool is a weak and ineffectual one.

[impure_tale]

No more weak or ineffectual than your own, Doctor.

[rass_bestie]

A searing retort, no doubt. Reliance on memory is what got me where I am. [And you don't want to go and graduate, now do you.]

[private]

[feels_no_love]

I know that this is what you do, Marquis, and I have always been glad of it, but I feel concern as well. I fear one day that they will find a way to silence you.

[private]

[impure_tale]

More than three years, now, and they have yet to succeed, cherub.

[private]

[feels_no_love]

Well, as long as you keep talking, I plan to keep listening. And offering what aid I can. At least between Death Tolls. [He sounds rather resigned.]