The Case - Wholock part 9

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"What did you so to these people?" asked The Doctor holding his hands behind his back and looking down at the Dream Lord. "Me? Well I just thought you and your friends here would benefit from less; distractions." He retorted back standing in front of The Doctor peering at him from under arched eyebrows. "How can I trust a single word you say?" asked The Doctor his eyes locked in there battle "That's rich coming from you Doctor. Lying to Rory and Amy, Psychic Pollen, I'm surprised they even brought that. Then again they believed every word you said, like sheep following there master" at this The Doctor picked up some random instrument from the ground and threw it at The Dream Lord passing right through him. "Wait a hologram?" asked the short annoying man who The Doctor refused to learn the name of "He's the master of deception, and he himself isn't real" added Sherlock still investigating. "You are me, and you know that, that title doesn't suit me, it would never suit me. " said The Doctor taking a step forward and making the dream lord take a step back. "Okay now I'm really confused, he's you?" asked the short infuriating man pointing at the Dream Lord then The Doctor "The dark inside of my soul, brought to life, given a conscience, that is the dream lord, 900 odd years he has a lot to go of. So much death and destruction, its enough to make anyone have a dark side to there heart. Like the album, Dark Side Of The Moon, damn that was an awesome album, Pink Floyd do the concerts, I should take you sometime" replied The Doctor becoming more of his eccentric self.
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Sherlock sat down on top of a box of instruments, he watched the two men argue with interest. The 'dream lord' had a plan for something to happen soon, he could tell by his dilated pupils showing anxiety, so it must be something big,  and or very risky. Which is good it would give them more of a hope of coming out of it intact. His faster breathing, he stopped for a minute, would that just be normal 'breathing' pace for a hologram, all of this alien stuff was shoving him really of balance. This was why he enjoyed having John around, to ask all the obvious questions he already knew the answer too allowing himself to sit back and analyse the situation staying silent until he had worked it out and too make his big reveal. However here there was no big reveal, he could tell the dream lord was plotting something but he had no way of warning the others and even if he did what would he say 'oh that guy he's up to something' he would never be caught shamelessly telling the obvious. He was almost unreadable, his body language couldn't be clearer but his intentions were clouded.