Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20191005064301/@comment-36309590-20191009195203

~MEANWHILE, BACK ON GALLIFREY- Two Time Lords stood on one of the many exterior balconies built into buildings across the Citadel, gazing out over the silvery city as it shone in the light of the systems twin stars.

"What shall we do about the others then?" One of them asked, crossing their arms as a shuttle flew by.

"By the "others" I assume you mean the lesser civilizations." The other replied, the reddish armor they wore identical to that of the Time Lord standing off to their right.

"Indeed."

"It's simple..." The figure on the left replied. "We wait to see what the High Council says. Should Rassilon and the other Lords decide to bring them with us, we will. If not then..." The figure shrugged, their armor making small metallic clinking sounds as they did so. It wasn't a sign of apathy really, so much as one of acceptance. The Council's word was law and if they decided to leave the other races at the mercy of the Enemy, then so be it. Speaking of the Enemy...

"It's time for our patrol." They said, pressing a series of indented buttons on the side of their helmet to dismiss the reminder.

The other Time Lord sighed, absentmindedly patting the rifle handing from a strap slung over their shoulder. "Time indeed. Lets go." They said, quickly leaving the area, their partner following closely behind. Hopefully this would just be a regular patrol that didn't end up in one of them being erased.