http://magicalskeptic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] magicalskeptic.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites 2010-06-05 04:17 am (UTC)

For the third time in front of the Doctor, Morgana begins to cry. Unlike the first time, when everything was just so overwhelming sad, she did not care if her tears were seen, or the the second time, where she couldn't hold them at bay, this time it is out of anger, because she is not capable of admitting to anything else.

She cries while she speaks. "You take care of nothing. The people around you vanish, and you say so much," how he pleaded with her to come to HC Clements, in the oddest journey ever. "You make excellent pretenses at caring, but cannot keep track of those around you. How long were we prisoners? How long before you noticed we were missing?" Morgana does not actually know how long, but it felt like an eternity.

She pushes up her sleeve, and finally shows him what she's been carrying for over a month. Hanging from the thin chain (which also happens to be sitting in the centre of some untreated wounds), wrapped nearly a dozen times around her wrist, is a TARDIS key. "I should have known," she sneers, "from how you take care of your things."

And, because Time Lords shouldn't lose TARDIS keys, someone else pipes in, "A month? Someone should tell the TARDIS. Get three of the most important things in this hellhole furious at you."

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