[RP] Every night I hone my plan, how I will get my satisfaction, how I will blow your paradise away…

[john_thane]

It's late – or early – when Thane wanders back into the prisoners' room again, pausing just outside the doorless threshold. Hart is asleep, or at the very least docile, and Thane's been going through the Doctor's journal with a fine scan, before anyone gets the idea to retroactively lock anything against him. Psychic networks are tricky like that. Aside from the usual public nonsense, not much has been coming that journal's way.

...except that now, after he thinks he's got most of the backlogged entries down, and flipped to the beginning again...

He came over to ask some valid questions. But the prisoners are talking amongst themselves, none of them asleep even at this awkward hour, and he can't suppress a pang of curiosity. Or what he tells himself can't be a pang of jealous hurt, because he's the one in power here, and what does it matter that they can cling to each other except that it gives him one more thing to take away?

He's got someone to cling to. Or if not cling to, then fuck, and it's not like he needs anything else.

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[xiaomei-mei.livejournal.com]

"Leave her alone," April protests quietly from the Doctor's lap. She's scared, and she doesn't want the Doctor to get hurt more, but... Well, she may be terrified of being hurt, but that doesn't mean she's terrified to sit back and watch the same thing happen to someone else. No one should have to go through anything like what the Academy put her through - breaking her and hurting her and not caring that she was a person.

Of course, however, the moment the words are out of her mouth, the has to bite her tongue (literally) to keep more from coming out.

[john-thane.livejournal.com]

Thane turns around and walks back toward the other room with no indication that he heard April. For the time being she's inconsequential. Unworthy of attention, unworthy of response. Let her whistle in the darkness.

He'll wait a couple hours to see if Sato does sleep. If she does, he'll see if it hits REM. If not, no bonus, no foul. The work of systematically dismantling the Doctor's life begins.