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[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[the journal records a groggy wuffling sound, followed by an alarmed growl and the sound of a very large animal getting to its feet very quickly. after a few moments, there is an angry, feline snarl, and the sound of said animal pacing through the hallway. feel free to come across him?]


[[ooc: Time Lords, mental presence has gone out of whack, as usual. :D]]

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[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Nine just happens to stumble upon the very large cat (or stumble into it, rather) as he might be a little tipsy. Just a bit.] Hello there! [beams and pets Omega]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[draws back with an offended snarl -- better be careful, Nine, he's not a housecat.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[frowns and stops petting] Take it you don't like to be petted then?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[haughty, arrogant look - hello, Founder of the Time Lords, here.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[hmphs] Well excuse me, I'd think any cat would like being petted, Founder of the Time Lords or no.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[snorts and shakes his head irritably. you'd never get him to admit it, Nine.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[grins] Craving a steak, maybe?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[cocks his head, considering -- that sounds fairly nice, actually. have a agreeing rumble.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[laughs] A steak it is then. [asks a castle ghost to bring him one in a dish for Omega, nudging it over to him with his free hand when it arrives, his other still firmly hidden in his pocket]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[eyes the steak for a moment, before padding up and nudging the hand Nine's hidden in his pocket. Time Lord blood smells funny.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[winces, shaking his head] It's nothing, just a scratch. Go on, eat your steak.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[growls -- don't you dare order him around, Doctor. he butts his head more insistently against Nine.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[sighs, pulling his bandaged hand out of his pocket...oh hey, he should probably change those] ...Had a bit of an accident with a glass.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[have a 'you're an idiot' look, before he sniffs the bandaged hand, and sneezes. curiosity satisfied, Omega takes a step back and turns toward the steak.]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes at the look, leaning against the wall and watching him] I heard you were here, but I never thought I'd meet you again like this. [chuckles]

[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

[hello ninth floor hallway. Azula stops in her doorway and stares, having seen something that is feline but definitely not a house cat. It's obviously some sort of lion, or a very large panther, but she has no idea what to make of its colouring or size, so she just watches it from her doorway, for now.]

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[Omega stops his angry pacing for a moment, picking up the sound of someone else in the hallway. He turns to look, curious, then recognises Azula in the doorway and give the feline approximation of a nod.]

[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

[sees that nod and catches on. She leaves the doorway, coming over.]

You're a resident, aren't you?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[another nod, then he rears up and places his front paws on his own door, trying to point out the nameplate.]

[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

[her eyes follow him to the door, and she catches on]

Ah, hello. [faint smile]

Paradisa really does has a fascination with Time Lords and animals.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[an irritated huff and another nod -- he'd rather hoped it wouldn't happen to him as well.]

[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

If you're lucky, you won't be like this as long as the Master was.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[sour look at the mention of the Master, then a cocked head -- how long was he on a loss like this?]

[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

[contemplates what he's asking, and ventures a guess]

It was a long time. Almost a month, I think.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[nods contemplatively, then gives Azula a friendly chuff -- he's going to go bother the Doctor now.]