That exCIA Agent

the ex-CIA agent trying to unionise the CIA. CIA hate blog. ----------- This is a roleplay blog run by Theta, ey/em, ze/zem/zir @theangelshavethephonebox is my main Dr who blog

[that-cia-agent]

People on this blog:

Nardeth, the ex-CIA agent who tried to unionise, then had to be rescued after speaking about the union too loudly at work. They/them. The last time they tried to break into the CIA, they left with a new body, and now they have boobs. A new experience for all involved.

Mrellin, another ex-CIA agent who's friends with Nardeth. She/her. Suddenly finding herself very attracted to people with boobs.

Zerlan, who was just the IT guy (under contract) at their branch of the CIA. Ze/Zir, he/him. Just enjoying the show.

The trio travel in their stolen Timeship, the Zadellin, hiding from the CIA and trying (unsuccessfully) to stay out of trouble.

[that-cia-agent]

@random-human-of-now-ish

Nardeth: *scoffs* Fine? You think I'm fine?

*a moment passes. They start to choke on their words, but they get louder anyway, even as they start to cry. The world seems to ripple just slightly around their tears, acknowledging that they shouldn't be there, this shouldn't happen to someone like them...*

I'm not fine. How can anyone be unaffected after that? Do you know what they did to me in there, 'King'? I was snatched away in the dead of night from my friends, my coworkers, the only home I'd been allowed to call my own for the last few centuries, and I woke up chained, alone, in the dark. Not my body. Oh, no, see, the CIA are good at torturing their captured fugitives or aliens, but they're better at torturing their own. They know you as well as they know themselves - they know how to make it hurt. Fine? They pushed a battering ram through my mind, the only space I could call my own, starved me, cut me up until all I could do was retreat inside myself, and then they destroyed that, too. From outside to in, I was *broken*. I'll never be 'fine' again.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: I thought you just got high of regeneration energy.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: I- you shouldn't have seen that. Shouldn't have had to see it. A lower species - a *child* - I was not 'high', human, I was *dying*.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: both you, Missy and the Doctor where the ones who told me you were high off regeneration that day. Also I’d seen much worse by that point you were fine.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: that's not- you still shouldn't have seen that. If you've seen worse, then it was my duty to make sure you didn't see more bad stuff, and I failed.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: you have failed to stay on track that’s for sure. What are you doing here? Have you come to en sight some clearly not thought through revenge?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: revenge? Against who? You? We didn't even know you'd be here! Besides, what would we have to revenge you on?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: this is… very early then.

Zero: you must be a time lord, you’re being way to cryptic.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: Indeed. I'd know.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: Zero I fear I’ve been giving you to much credit if you’re going to be this stupid.

[that-cia-agent]

*Nardeth stares, looking like an idiot*

Nardeth: that's quite rude. Aren't you two supposed to be friends?

[that-cia-agent]

@random-human-of-now-ish

Nardeth: *scoffs* Fine? You think I'm fine?

*a moment passes. They start to choke on their words, but they get louder anyway, even as they start to cry. The world seems to ripple just slightly around their tears, acknowledging that they shouldn't be there, this shouldn't happen to someone like them...*

I'm not fine. How can anyone be unaffected after that? Do you know what they did to me in there, 'King'? I was snatched away in the dead of night from my friends, my coworkers, the only home I'd been allowed to call my own for the last few centuries, and I woke up chained, alone, in the dark. Not my body. Oh, no, see, the CIA are good at torturing their captured fugitives or aliens, but they're better at torturing their own. They know you as well as they know themselves - they know how to make it hurt. Fine? They pushed a battering ram through my mind, the only space I could call my own, starved me, cut me up until all I could do was retreat inside myself, and then they destroyed that, too. From outside to in, I was *broken*. I'll never be 'fine' again.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: I thought you just got high of regeneration energy.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: I- you shouldn't have seen that. Shouldn't have had to see it. A lower species - a *child* - I was not 'high', human, I was *dying*.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: both you, Missy and the Doctor where the ones who told me you were high off regeneration that day. Also I’d seen much worse by that point you were fine.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: that's not- you still shouldn't have seen that. If you've seen worse, then it was my duty to make sure you didn't see more bad stuff, and I failed.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: you have failed to stay on track that’s for sure. What are you doing here? Have you come to en sight some clearly not thought through revenge?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: revenge? Against who? You? We didn't even know you'd be here! Besides, what would we have to revenge you on?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: this is… very early then.

Zero: you must be a time lord, you’re being way to cryptic.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: Indeed. I'd know.

[that-cia-agent]

@random-human-of-now-ish

Nardeth: *scoffs* Fine? You think I'm fine?

*a moment passes. They start to choke on their words, but they get louder anyway, even as they start to cry. The world seems to ripple just slightly around their tears, acknowledging that they shouldn't be there, this shouldn't happen to someone like them...*

I'm not fine. How can anyone be unaffected after that? Do you know what they did to me in there, 'King'? I was snatched away in the dead of night from my friends, my coworkers, the only home I'd been allowed to call my own for the last few centuries, and I woke up chained, alone, in the dark. Not my body. Oh, no, see, the CIA are good at torturing their captured fugitives or aliens, but they're better at torturing their own. They know you as well as they know themselves - they know how to make it hurt. Fine? They pushed a battering ram through my mind, the only space I could call my own, starved me, cut me up until all I could do was retreat inside myself, and then they destroyed that, too. From outside to in, I was *broken*. I'll never be 'fine' again.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: I thought you just got high of regeneration energy.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: I- you shouldn't have seen that. Shouldn't have had to see it. A lower species - a *child* - I was not 'high', human, I was *dying*.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: both you, Missy and the Doctor where the ones who told me you were high off regeneration that day. Also I’d seen much worse by that point you were fine.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: that's not- you still shouldn't have seen that. If you've seen worse, then it was my duty to make sure you didn't see more bad stuff, and I failed.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: you have failed to stay on track that’s for sure. What are you doing here? Have you come to en sight some clearly not thought through revenge?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: revenge? Against who? You? We didn't even know you'd be here! Besides, what would we have to revenge you on?

[future-cia-agent]

It's not worth it. Get out while you still can.

- @that-cia-agent

Coordinator Quel is a fantastic leader... far better than the CIA of old.

[that-cia-agent]

Of old? Oh, you really don't know, do you? How haven't you noticed? I suppose, an intelligence agency has to be good at keeping secrets, but it was everywhere when I was there.

[future-cia-agent]

When are you from?

[that-cia-agent]

I'm from now, whenever that may be. But, past, present, future, it's all the same. The CIA doesn't change.

The rot is everywhere.

Why? When are you from?

[future-cia-agent]

A hundred years into the War. Far further than this lot. Narvin's dead and Quel... mum is in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

The war... Ah, I see. So, you are from my past.

[future-cia-agent]

There's a future beyond the War?

[that-cia-agent]

Don't get your hopes up. I live in a future, sure, but the CIA of old is really the CIA of the present, and the effects of the War seem eternal.

[future-cia-agent]

Its better, with mum in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

Ha! Don't we all think it's better, at first? But it degrades, corrupts... That much power takes it's toll. Or, perhaps my cousin was always like this...

Believe me. Take it from someone who didn't make it out alive: run while you still can.

[future-cia-agent]

Even if I lose my family... even if my partner, my hatchling... die because I ran?

[that-cia-agent]

It's worth it, if you can get out alive.

[future-cia-agent]

Um...

So I became a Celestis Lord... maybe you had a point about Narvin's CIA.

[that-cia-agent]

What.

Rassilon's arsehole. What do you need to get out of there, safe and alive?

[future-cia-agent]

I need to kill One

[that-cia-agent]

...tell me about One. Tell me what will happen if you do this.

[future-cia-agent]

One, the many, the indivisible. The aspect of the Enemy that invaded my home, threatened my partner, my family. And killed my past self...

It took much effort to just get things back on track.

[that-cia-agent]

...I see. Well, an enemy of the Enemy is always a friend of mine. We must quash that most despicable force wherever it is seen.

Are you still with the Celestis? I lost contact for a while. I don't know if there's anything I can do from my side, but someone once helped me get out of the CIA when all hope seemed lost. The least I can do is to try to pay it forward.

[future-cia-agent]

I am... and I thank you for the offer but... I have obligations, people who rely on me.

[that-cia-agent]

*they look to their left. Mrellin is there, looking over some maps, trying to decide their next destination.*

I wasn't in your position, but I know what it's like to rely on others. I didn't think I could leave. And then it turned out, when it mattered, she gave up everything to get me safe. She had someone relying on her, and she brought me with her. And now we're both free.

[future-cia-agent]

I will leave... eventually... but I can't... I can't

[that-cia-agent]

If you leave it too late, you might not be able to leave at all.

[that-cia-agent]

@random-human-of-now-ish

Nardeth: *scoffs* Fine? You think I'm fine?

*a moment passes. They start to choke on their words, but they get louder anyway, even as they start to cry. The world seems to ripple just slightly around their tears, acknowledging that they shouldn't be there, this shouldn't happen to someone like them...*

I'm not fine. How can anyone be unaffected after that? Do you know what they did to me in there, 'King'? I was snatched away in the dead of night from my friends, my coworkers, the only home I'd been allowed to call my own for the last few centuries, and I woke up chained, alone, in the dark. Not my body. Oh, no, see, the CIA are good at torturing their captured fugitives or aliens, but they're better at torturing their own. They know you as well as they know themselves - they know how to make it hurt. Fine? They pushed a battering ram through my mind, the only space I could call my own, starved me, cut me up until all I could do was retreat inside myself, and then they destroyed that, too. From outside to in, I was *broken*. I'll never be 'fine' again.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: I thought you just got high of regeneration energy.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: I- you shouldn't have seen that. Shouldn't have had to see it. A lower species - a *child* - I was not 'high', human, I was *dying*.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: both you, Missy and the Doctor where the ones who told me you were high off regeneration that day. Also I’d seen much worse by that point you were fine.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: that's not- you still shouldn't have seen that. If you've seen worse, then it was my duty to make sure you didn't see more bad stuff, and I failed.

[future-cia-agent]

It's not worth it. Get out while you still can.

- @that-cia-agent

Coordinator Quel is a fantastic leader... far better than the CIA of old.

[that-cia-agent]

Of old? Oh, you really don't know, do you? How haven't you noticed? I suppose, an intelligence agency has to be good at keeping secrets, but it was everywhere when I was there.

[future-cia-agent]

When are you from?

[that-cia-agent]

I'm from now, whenever that may be. But, past, present, future, it's all the same. The CIA doesn't change.

The rot is everywhere.

Why? When are you from?

[future-cia-agent]

A hundred years into the War. Far further than this lot. Narvin's dead and Quel... mum is in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

The war... Ah, I see. So, you are from my past.

[future-cia-agent]

There's a future beyond the War?

[that-cia-agent]

Don't get your hopes up. I live in a future, sure, but the CIA of old is really the CIA of the present, and the effects of the War seem eternal.

[future-cia-agent]

Its better, with mum in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

Ha! Don't we all think it's better, at first? But it degrades, corrupts... That much power takes it's toll. Or, perhaps my cousin was always like this...

Believe me. Take it from someone who didn't make it out alive: run while you still can.

[future-cia-agent]

Even if I lose my family... even if my partner, my hatchling... die because I ran?

[that-cia-agent]

It's worth it, if you can get out alive.

[future-cia-agent]

Um...

So I became a Celestis Lord... maybe you had a point about Narvin's CIA.

[that-cia-agent]

What.

Rassilon's arsehole. What do you need to get out of there, safe and alive?

[future-cia-agent]

I need to kill One

[that-cia-agent]

...tell me about One. Tell me what will happen if you do this.

[future-cia-agent]

One, the many, the indivisible. The aspect of the Enemy that invaded my home, threatened my partner, my family. And killed my past self...

It took much effort to just get things back on track.

[that-cia-agent]

...I see. Well, an enemy of the Enemy is always a friend of mine. We must quash that most despicable force wherever it is seen.

Are you still with the Celestis? I lost contact for a while. I don't know if there's anything I can do from my side, but someone once helped me get out of the CIA when all hope seemed lost. The least I can do is to try to pay it forward.

[future-cia-agent]

I am... and I thank you for the offer but... I have obligations, people who rely on me.

[that-cia-agent]

*they look to their left. Mrellin is there, looking over some maps, trying to decide their next destination.*

I wasn't in your position, but I know what it's like to rely on others. I didn't think I could leave. And then it turned out, when it mattered, she gave up everything to get me safe. She had someone relying on her, and she brought me with her. And now we're both free.

[that-cia-agent]

OOC: sorry to everyone I am once again ignoring, I am in the middle of exams, will reply right after, promise

[that-cia-agent]

@random-human-of-now-ish

Nardeth: *scoffs* Fine? You think I'm fine?

*a moment passes. They start to choke on their words, but they get louder anyway, even as they start to cry. The world seems to ripple just slightly around their tears, acknowledging that they shouldn't be there, this shouldn't happen to someone like them...*

I'm not fine. How can anyone be unaffected after that? Do you know what they did to me in there, 'King'? I was snatched away in the dead of night from my friends, my coworkers, the only home I'd been allowed to call my own for the last few centuries, and I woke up chained, alone, in the dark. Not my body. Oh, no, see, the CIA are good at torturing their captured fugitives or aliens, but they're better at torturing their own. They know you as well as they know themselves - they know how to make it hurt. Fine? They pushed a battering ram through my mind, the only space I could call my own, starved me, cut me up until all I could do was retreat inside myself, and then they destroyed that, too. From outside to in, I was *broken*. I'll never be 'fine' again.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: I thought you just got high of regeneration energy.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: I- you shouldn't have seen that. Shouldn't have had to see it. A lower species - a *child* - I was not 'high', human, I was *dying*.

[future-cia-agent]

It's not worth it. Get out while you still can.

- @that-cia-agent

Coordinator Quel is a fantastic leader... far better than the CIA of old.

[that-cia-agent]

Of old? Oh, you really don't know, do you? How haven't you noticed? I suppose, an intelligence agency has to be good at keeping secrets, but it was everywhere when I was there.

[future-cia-agent]

When are you from?

[that-cia-agent]

I'm from now, whenever that may be. But, past, present, future, it's all the same. The CIA doesn't change.

The rot is everywhere.

Why? When are you from?

[future-cia-agent]

A hundred years into the War. Far further than this lot. Narvin's dead and Quel... mum is in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

The war... Ah, I see. So, you are from my past.

[future-cia-agent]

There's a future beyond the War?

[that-cia-agent]

Don't get your hopes up. I live in a future, sure, but the CIA of old is really the CIA of the present, and the effects of the War seem eternal.

[future-cia-agent]

Its better, with mum in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

Ha! Don't we all think it's better, at first? But it degrades, corrupts... That much power takes it's toll. Or, perhaps my cousin was always like this...

Believe me. Take it from someone who didn't make it out alive: run while you still can.

[future-cia-agent]

Even if I lose my family... even if my partner, my hatchling... die because I ran?

[that-cia-agent]

It's worth it, if you can get out alive.

[future-cia-agent]

Um...

So I became a Celestis Lord... maybe you had a point about Narvin's CIA.

[that-cia-agent]

What.

Rassilon's arsehole. What do you need to get out of there, safe and alive?

[future-cia-agent]

I need to kill One

[that-cia-agent]

...tell me about One. Tell me what will happen if you do this.

[future-cia-agent]

One, the many, the indivisible. The aspect of the Enemy that invaded my home, threatened my partner, my family. And killed my past self...

It took much effort to just get things back on track.

[that-cia-agent]

...I see. Well, an enemy of the Enemy is always a friend of mine. We must quash that most despicable force wherever it is seen.

Are you still with the Celestis? I lost contact for a while. I don't know if there's anything I can do from my side, but someone once helped me get out of the CIA when all hope seemed lost. The least I can do is to try to pay it forward.

[future-cia-agent]

It's not worth it. Get out while you still can.

- @that-cia-agent

Coordinator Quel is a fantastic leader... far better than the CIA of old.

[that-cia-agent]

Of old? Oh, you really don't know, do you? How haven't you noticed? I suppose, an intelligence agency has to be good at keeping secrets, but it was everywhere when I was there.

[future-cia-agent]

When are you from?

[that-cia-agent]

I'm from now, whenever that may be. But, past, present, future, it's all the same. The CIA doesn't change.

The rot is everywhere.

Why? When are you from?

[future-cia-agent]

A hundred years into the War. Far further than this lot. Narvin's dead and Quel... mum is in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

The war... Ah, I see. So, you are from my past.

[future-cia-agent]

There's a future beyond the War?

[that-cia-agent]

Don't get your hopes up. I live in a future, sure, but the CIA of old is really the CIA of the present, and the effects of the War seem eternal.

[future-cia-agent]

Its better, with mum in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

Ha! Don't we all think it's better, at first? But it degrades, corrupts... That much power takes it's toll. Or, perhaps my cousin was always like this...

Believe me. Take it from someone who didn't make it out alive: run while you still can.

[future-cia-agent]

Even if I lose my family... even if my partner, my hatchling... die because I ran?

[that-cia-agent]

It's worth it, if you can get out alive.

[future-cia-agent]

Um...

So I became a Celestis Lord... maybe you had a point about Narvin's CIA.

[that-cia-agent]

What.

Rassilon's arsehole. What do you need to get out of there, safe and alive?

[future-cia-agent]

I need to kill One

[that-cia-agent]

...tell me about One. Tell me what will happen if you do this.

[that-cia-agent]

@random-human-of-now-ish

Nardeth: *scoffs* Fine? You think I'm fine?

*a moment passes. They start to choke on their words, but they get louder anyway, even as they start to cry. The world seems to ripple just slightly around their tears, acknowledging that they shouldn't be there, this shouldn't happen to someone like them...*

I'm not fine. How can anyone be unaffected after that? Do you know what they did to me in there, 'King'? I was snatched away in the dead of night from my friends, my coworkers, the only home I'd been allowed to call my own for the last few centuries, and I woke up chained, alone, in the dark. Not my body. Oh, no, see, the CIA are good at torturing their captured fugitives or aliens, but they're better at torturing their own. They know you as well as they know themselves - they know how to make it hurt. Fine? They pushed a battering ram through my mind, the only space I could call my own, starved me, cut me up until all I could do was retreat inside myself, and then they destroyed that, too. From outside to in, I was *broken*. I'll never be 'fine' again.

[future-cia-agent]

It's not worth it. Get out while you still can.

- @that-cia-agent

Coordinator Quel is a fantastic leader... far better than the CIA of old.

[that-cia-agent]

Of old? Oh, you really don't know, do you? How haven't you noticed? I suppose, an intelligence agency has to be good at keeping secrets, but it was everywhere when I was there.

[future-cia-agent]

When are you from?

[that-cia-agent]

I'm from now, whenever that may be. But, past, present, future, it's all the same. The CIA doesn't change.

The rot is everywhere.

Why? When are you from?

[future-cia-agent]

A hundred years into the War. Far further than this lot. Narvin's dead and Quel... mum is in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

The war... Ah, I see. So, you are from my past.

[future-cia-agent]

There's a future beyond the War?

[that-cia-agent]

Don't get your hopes up. I live in a future, sure, but the CIA of old is really the CIA of the present, and the effects of the War seem eternal.

[future-cia-agent]

Its better, with mum in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

Ha! Don't we all think it's better, at first? But it degrades, corrupts... That much power takes it's toll. Or, perhaps my cousin was always like this...

Believe me. Take it from someone who didn't make it out alive: run while you still can.

[future-cia-agent]

Even if I lose my family... even if my partner, my hatchling... die because I ran?

[that-cia-agent]

It's worth it, if you can get out alive.

[future-cia-agent]

Um...

So I became a Celestis Lord... maybe you had a point about Narvin's CIA.

[that-cia-agent]

What.

Rassilon's arsehole. What do you need to get out of there, safe and alive?

[future-cia-agent]

It's not worth it. Get out while you still can.

- @that-cia-agent

Coordinator Quel is a fantastic leader... far better than the CIA of old.

[that-cia-agent]

Of old? Oh, you really don't know, do you? How haven't you noticed? I suppose, an intelligence agency has to be good at keeping secrets, but it was everywhere when I was there.

[future-cia-agent]

When are you from?

[that-cia-agent]

I'm from now, whenever that may be. But, past, present, future, it's all the same. The CIA doesn't change.

The rot is everywhere.

Why? When are you from?

[future-cia-agent]

A hundred years into the War. Far further than this lot. Narvin's dead and Quel... mum is in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

The war... Ah, I see. So, you are from my past.

[future-cia-agent]

There's a future beyond the War?

[that-cia-agent]

Don't get your hopes up. I live in a future, sure, but the CIA of old is really the CIA of the present, and the effects of the War seem eternal.

[future-cia-agent]

Its better, with mum in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

Ha! Don't we all think it's better, at first? But it degrades, corrupts... That much power takes it's toll. Or, perhaps my cousin was always like this...

Believe me. Take it from someone who didn't make it out alive: run while you still can.

[future-cia-agent]

Even if I lose my family... even if my partner, my hatchling... die because I ran?

[that-cia-agent]

It's worth it, if you can get out alive.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

@that-cia-agent

Morry: a what?

Caln: We can’t let you have any alien technology.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth, exhausted: It's not technology! It's literally just a stick, to keep me upright.

Leith: but... You're upright now.

Nardeth: do you really not have disabled people where you're from? Look, I can't walk very far without help.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: you didn’t seem this confused when you charged my leg.

Caln: But that is part of you. We did that and you worked again.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: Zero isn't a robot or anything similar - the leg is an add-on, a mobility aid that allows them to walk. A little like my cane.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Leith: so why can’t you have one? And… sorry what did you say your name is?

Zero: emm, Zero.

Leith: what an odd name.

Caln: But what is a cane? Something you could use to attack us?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: it's just a mobility aid! A stick, to walk with... Too light to hit someone with, or else it would get too heavy to carry. I can't move much further without one. Not if we're talking miles.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Caln: do you have one with you?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: you took all our stuff, remember? Just, grab me a stick that you think could take my weight, if you won't let me get one myself.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Caln: from where?

Captain: For crying out loud we’re in a forest, everyone go and try to find a big stick it shouldn’t be that hard. We’ve wasted enough time as it is. I’ll watch the prisoners.

Leith: on it.

*they dispersed looking for sticks*

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: so, what's it like being a mercenary?

Captain: Quiet!

*they all wait for a few minutes before the other three return, each presenting a stick. Leith's is a literal tree trunk, whilst Caln's is barely more than a twig, but Morry's is about the right height for a staff. Nardeth takes it, and Leith raises her weapon, training it on Nardeth.*

Captain: Right. Let's go.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: is the weapon really necessary? It’s just a stick.

Leith: Better to be safe than sorry.

Zero: *whispering to Nardeht* could you actually do any damage with the stick?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: *whispering back* I don't think so; I'm able to actually kind of use it, which means it's pretty light... Could maybe suprise someone though, if I whacked them hard enough.

Leith: Hey! Stop whispering!

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: Hey! Stop pointing a weapon at my friend!

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: yes, no more weapons, please

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: how the fuck did you do that????

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: *stares meaningfully forward into the distance* I possess powers beyond human comprehension.

*snapping out of it* Anyway, Captain, are we nearly there? Wherever "there" is.

Morry: *Scoffs* as if we'd tell-

Captain: Yup. Right over there.

*They all crane their necks to look at where they're heading, but blocking their way is a massive gate*

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: how did we not notice that before?

Leith: you two have not been the most observant.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: *sighs* it's true, I'm kind of known for it.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: dose all alien architecture look like human architecture or is that just here? This very much reminds me of Darcy’s office building.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: every planet is different. Some human colonies or other areas that have been affected by your lot do still resemble Earth architecture styles, but somewhere like this, I'd expect to have developed entirely independently. Odd, that the building looks so human...

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: it’s not even that it looks human, like that gate dose and one or two buildings behind, but the rest look like something from Star Wars.

Leith: star what?

Captin: be quiet the both of you!

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: So, where are you taking us, anyway?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Captin: the hall.

Zero: the hall.

Captin: correct, now keep moving.

Zero: sounds a bit ominous.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: so, what exactly is this hall, then? Is it a hall to somewhere? Someone?

Lethe: shut it!

Nardeth (mumbling): yeah, Zero, shut it

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: like you haven’t been talking just as much!

Captin: QUITE THE BOTH OF YOU.

[that-cia-agent]

*The group reach the gate and push through, and are confronted by massive, spiralling buildings*

Nardeth: ... Wow. That looks...

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: … ye. This looks more like a city than a hall.

Leith: it is a city that’s why.

Zero: but I thought you were taking us to a hall.

Morry: a hall in a city.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: and, this city, who rules it? Is that who you are you taking us to see?

Captain: You'll find out soon enough. We're here.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: and here is?

Captin: stop questioning us and move.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: listen, maybe we could help you. I know I don't look it, but, I'm from an advanced civilisation - I could get you anything you wanted. You don't have to do this.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

…

*there captures all break down laughing*

Morry: You two? From a more advanced civilisation?

Zero: *under there breath* well more just Nardeth.

Leith: but you’re both so small? You were both captured so easily?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: Be fair, it's not like I'm physically capable of demonstrating my abilities. Just your luck, when you stole a time lord, you got a disabled one.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Lethe: Time Lord?

Zero: I agree it’s a silly name.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: we're the oldest civilisation in the- oh, why do I bother. Look, we're a powerful people, okay?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Captin: Powerful people? You’re a myth that’s what you are. Or at least what you claim to be.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: so you've heard of us? Well, we evidently are not as mythological as some people like to believe. We are a powerful people, who can get you anything you desire, if you *let us go*.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Captin: if you’re so powerful, why can’t you both just walk out of this? How come you’re the ones captured?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: *sighs* listen, my people are powerful, I'm a bit, uh, broken. But if you let us out of this, I swear, my people can get anything you desire.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: *wispering* Nardeth, what are you talking about? I thought you were a renegade??? Won’t they kill you? Kill both of us???

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth (also whispering): Well, the fact that I'm a renegade is exactly why I'm not actually really, uh, powerful. It's sort of like, being part of society made me have full access to all the powers of the Time Lords, and now without them I'm... Adrift. But, they don't need to know that!

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero (still whispering): oh so like in Thor after he- never mind you defiantly haven’t seen that one. I’ll show you it later.

Captin: Will the two of you stop whispering as if we can’t hear you!

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: sorry, scary alien guy.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Captin: thank you. Now forwards, we’ve spent enough time here.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: are you taking us into that castle? Finally meeting your mysterious King?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Captin: if you continue on you’ll find out.

Zero: bit ominous.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: Very.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

…

Zero: so is someone going to conveniently narrate this so we know what’s going on or?

Captin: silence! Just go through the large ominous doors and you shall meet the right honourable king.

Zero: right honrable? What are they in the cabinet?

Captin: silence! *opens door*

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: But, that's...

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: it’s just a woman…

Captin: quiet! You may approach the King.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: I thought... I felt something... Familiar. Never mind. King, finally, it is a pleasure. *They bow low.* Our transport malfunctioned, and we landed here quite by accident, and then the bounty hunters brought us here - we did not mean any harm to you or your, um, kingdom. If you would release us, we would return to our ship and not bother you again, I assure you.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: Ah yes, I did wonder when this bit would happen. Suppose the time would come eventually.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: this... Bit? What do you- You knew that we were coming?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: oh boy this is early.

Zero: early.

King: oh Wilhelm, you look so young.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: How do you know Zero's first name? How do you know them at all?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: mate how do you know it? The only people who use it are my family and some of the unit lot.

King: don’t worry, you will work it out eventually.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: You know, I spent my whole life waiting for eventualities. Eventually I'll get better and I can do something with my life that doesn't suck. Eventually my job will start treating me like a person. Eventually things will turn around. Well, eventually's not good enough anymore. We're done waiting. Tell us. Now.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: but Nardeth, that would ruin everything.

Zero: did I get drunk and tell you my first name? Series mate why do you know this? Even I forget sometimes.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: you don't know *me* though, do you? Is it only them, or, is it both of us?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: oh I know you. Not as well but I do know you. I know about the chaos that you created last time you regenerated.

[that-cia-agent]

*Their eyes wide, they go pale and stumble back*

Nardeth: I- that- no, it wasn't- I was just there, I didn't-

*they breathe quickly and raggedly, struggling to regain normal breathing. Finally, something seems to change, a switch being flicked, and they are able to respond almost as if they are breathing and talking using separate processes:*

Nardeth: The only people who know are Missy, my crew, and some CIA agents. My crew know me better than this human, and if you were Missy, I'd be able to tell, so... You must work for the CIA. What are you going to do to us?

[random-human-of-now-ish]

Zero: this human? Who? Me?

King: the CIA? You think I’m a time lord?

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: what other explanation is there? No one else knows what happened that day.

[random-human-of-now-ish]

King: Am I not proof that others clearly do?

Zero: hello? Am I completely irrelevant.

King: for the purpose of this conversation, yes.

[that-cia-agent]

Nardeth: well, that's not very nice. Neither is holding this over me. You know what happened, so, you must understand how terrifying, how painful it was...

[future-cia-agent]

It's not worth it. Get out while you still can.

- @that-cia-agent

Coordinator Quel is a fantastic leader... far better than the CIA of old.

[that-cia-agent]

Of old? Oh, you really don't know, do you? How haven't you noticed? I suppose, an intelligence agency has to be good at keeping secrets, but it was everywhere when I was there.

[future-cia-agent]

When are you from?

[that-cia-agent]

I'm from now, whenever that may be. But, past, present, future, it's all the same. The CIA doesn't change.

The rot is everywhere.

Why? When are you from?

[future-cia-agent]

A hundred years into the War. Far further than this lot. Narvin's dead and Quel... mum is in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

The war... Ah, I see. So, you are from my past.

[future-cia-agent]

There's a future beyond the War?

[that-cia-agent]

Don't get your hopes up. I live in a future, sure, but the CIA of old is really the CIA of the present, and the effects of the War seem eternal.

[future-cia-agent]

Its better, with mum in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

Ha! Don't we all think it's better, at first? But it degrades, corrupts... That much power takes it's toll. Or, perhaps my cousin was always like this...

Believe me. Take it from someone who didn't make it out alive: run while you still can.

[future-cia-agent]

It's not worth it. Get out while you still can.

- @that-cia-agent

Coordinator Quel is a fantastic leader... far better than the CIA of old.

[that-cia-agent]

Of old? Oh, you really don't know, do you? How haven't you noticed? I suppose, an intelligence agency has to be good at keeping secrets, but it was everywhere when I was there.

[future-cia-agent]

When are you from?

[that-cia-agent]

I'm from now, whenever that may be. But, past, present, future, it's all the same. The CIA doesn't change.

The rot is everywhere.

Why? When are you from?

[future-cia-agent]

A hundred years into the War. Far further than this lot. Narvin's dead and Quel... mum is in charge.

[that-cia-agent]

The war... Ah, I see. So, you are from my past.

[future-cia-agent]

There's a future beyond the War?

[that-cia-agent]

Don't get your hopes up. I live in a future, sure, but the CIA of old is really the CIA of the present, and the effects of the War seem eternal.