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“Figured it out, have you?” Pantalone’s affected slur is gone. Behind the silver glitter of glass, his eyes are lucid—bright and hungry with promise.
“You!” Dottore rasps. “You drugged me!”
The wine stains Pantalone’s smile a deep red, a sanguine gash over a flash of white teeth. “On the contrary, my dear Doctor. I think you’ll find you drugged yourself. I merely recognized a profitable opportunity when I saw it.”
Dottore doses Pantalone’s wine. Pantalone reminds Dottore that he isn’t one to be underestimated.
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- Part 6 of A Hundred Visions and Revisions
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23 Jun 2026
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Five times Dottore observes Pantalone vulnerable, and one time Pantalone observes Dottore back.
"And I suppose if I'm ever confronted physically, I should blast them away with my signature?" Pantalone chuckled. "How very effective indeed."
"Let us hope it never comes to that." Dottore said. "But if it did, I would simply handle them in your stead."
Perhaps Pantalone should have investigated that sentence further. But he just wanted another smoke.
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21 Jun 2026
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A series of One Shots with no coherent plot
"Since when did you adopt strays?" Dottore noted from the doorway, stepping into the room, a fresh stack of laboratory invoices in hand. He hadn't bothered to remove his cloak, and the faint scent of sterile chemicals followed him like a shadow.
The moment Dottore's heavy boots clicked against the floor, the cat had frozen, its ears perked up, its eyes instantly locking onto the intimidating silhouette of the scientist.
"I am merely trying to save the poor creature, Zandik." Pantalone replied, leaning back against the cushions. "But he seems to lack any concept of gratitude."
(Chapter 13)
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16 Jun 2026
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The doctor always wore a mask. He crouched and leaned in, close enough that Feofan could see the viscera-glint of his eyes through the slits of bone porcelain. With one hand, the doctor pressed his gloved fingers into Feofan’s mouth, to deposit a single pill. Feofan swallowed. The pain in his midsection bled out of him within seconds.
“Well, Feofan Sergeyevich, today is your lucky day.”
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Five times Dottore puts Pantalone back together, and one time he tears him apart.Bookmarked by GhostSpec
13 Jun 2026
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Angela Ziegler must come to terms with her desire for control when confronted with the addition of a new member to Overwatch.
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10 Jun 2026