[040: Voice] Post flood trauma business
What a naïve, childish fool that was. I can assure you, I have no desire to befriend the lot of you. [So stay away from me :|]
[Spam for Omega]
[Rassilon seems content with using his friend's drawing paper for writing down compositions. They're not even particularly good. And aren't doing a good job at hiding how miserable he is, either.]
[Private to Braxiatel | Video]
I'm certainly not interested in having you officiate any marriage I may have, so you need not bother.
[Private to Narvin | Text]
[Handwritten in Old High Gallifreyan]
Don't you ever dare try that with me.
[Private to Seven | Video]
[He opens the feed for a few seconds, and just looks uncomfortable. Then he moves to turn it off, but decides against it.] ...How are you?
[Private to Rose | Video]
[He actually does turn the feed off after a few moments, before deciding against it again and turning it back on.] ...I assume you want to know how I am?
[Spam for Omega]
[Rassilon seems content with using his friend's drawing paper for writing down compositions. They're not even particularly good. And aren't doing a good job at hiding how miserable he is, either.]
[Private to Braxiatel | Video]
I'm certainly not interested in having you officiate any marriage I may have, so you need not bother.
[Private to Narvin | Text]
[Handwritten in Old High Gallifreyan]
Don't you ever dare try that with me.
[Private to Seven | Video]
[He opens the feed for a few seconds, and just looks uncomfortable. Then he moves to turn it off, but decides against it.] ...How are you?
[Private to Rose | Video]
[He actually does turn the feed off after a few moments, before deciding against it again and turning it back on.] ...I assume you want to know how I am?