006; aggressive

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[the Master appears on the Astral Plane. he's relatively disheveled, panting furiously, generally covered in blood and gore. someone has been rather busy. some of it, of course, is his own - there are a few gashes and one of his claws has been ripped right off - but it isn't as severe as it could potentially be.

with him? a jar full of jewels. oh, yes, he has been busy.

his voice is a loud, rumbling growl]

Lapis! Lazuli!

[he moves about in an almost rabid, predatorial way]

Come get your bloody jewels. I'm done with this.

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[lamb_of_gold]

*blinks at how torn up he looks*

When you're finished with them, come see me a moment, will you, Mr. Seta?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he's momentarily caught off guard and snarls then hisses in response before visibly struggling to reign himself in. his voice is a bit more even]

Pardon...

Certainly.

[lamb_of_gold]

*slightly startled, but not a whole lot gets to Mu. He simply smiles his tiny smile, nods and waits.*

[realitymods]

[mildly concerned that he's all "RAWR" but hey, look, jewels!] Well, you've certainly collected a lot!

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he's all rawr because drums+virus aggression+chemical aggression, thnx]

They're yours. I don't need them.

[realitymods]

[quite happily take the jar] Not a bad collection, either.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I worked very hard to get them.

[he holds up the hand missing a claw]

These were so very helpful.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[and sometime after, he's approaching Mu again]

You needed me for something?

[lamb_of_gold]

*In the meantime, Mu's managed to produce a small pail of water and a washcloth. Gestures to the gashes*

Let me have a look at those. I can close them for you.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he bares his teeth and once more struggles to put himself back in control]

Excuse my... growling. It's- I'm in a rather difficult spot at the moment and I'll simply say there is an... instinct.

[he pauses for a moment]

Hmph.

[then quickly makes quick work of his suit top - he'll have to find some way to get a new one now, bloody useless planet]

[lamb_of_gold]

It's quite alright. I live barely ten minutes walk from a gentleman with a rather...dark...side.

*Inspects all the wounds, rubbing some of the excess blood off with the water in the pail*

Hm...Not as bad as I thought...

*Mu places his hand on one of the uglier gashes. A golden glow rises from his figure, but seems brightest at the hand touching the wound. There's a bit of an itch and tingle, but the torn flesh under Mu's fingers begins to knit itself back together slowly, leaving behind a feeling of general coziness and not-hurting. He proceeds to do this to the other gashes before reaching the claw.*

*sighs* This will take some work. Please, sit a moment...

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I am a very good fighter, when I need to be.

[he doesn't hiss for most part of it, but his slitted pupils widen considerably, wary and on alert as Mu begins to heal him]

Not fond of magic...

[but he nods, keeps himself in as best control as he can manage and does indeed sit, with his hand offered]

[lamb_of_gold]

*smiles at the comment as he quietly repeats his earlier routine with the claw and using both hands this time*

I am no conjurer, and what I do is not magic, though it may seem so. In simple terms, I'm manipulating some of the atoms that make up your body, and coaxing them back into their proper structure.

*removes his hands to reveal a claw where a claw should be, perhaps not as sharp as it was, but it's still quite dangerous*

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Interesting. Similar to nanotechnology, then. I didn't think that there would be others here who might have the capability to work with the atomic structure of living beings.

[he examines his hand for a moment before nodding roughly - it'll work well enough]

Mmm. Thank you.

[lamb_of_gold]

*Mu nods as well*

It's quite possible for anyone to learn, but it's something that must be taught as a child.

If you have any more wounds, seek me out.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I shall. As long as there isn't another resurgence of these things on my territory, all should be well.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

[Casually skates by and casts a look at the Master's jar.]

That's all you got?

[Casually skates away~]

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I killed all of them you bloody little boy!

[and now he's running after you. :| he can run fast, man. you better get your skate on, not to mention he knows what you smell like. :(]

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

[Accelerates but also turns around to give him the kinda look that screams 'not impressed'.]

Never implied you didn't~~~

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[oh, he's still coming. this is a man who can run faster than humans. and he can run for days on end. you gotta stop sometime. ;D


and he doesn't reply, he just goes even further into a predatory mindset oh god he needs to get off those claw sharpening things D:]

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

[Eyes him a little.

Well he really just wanted to mess with him some, so.]

*poof~*

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he's going to find you soon enough, boy. he's got your scent fully now.]

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Master.

[the Doctor gazes at him with wary concern, thorough scrutiny]

I could find you a new shirt if you like.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he snarls for a moment, growls and hisses before reeling it in and quickly gathering his composure as best as he can]

...That would be appreciated - but do pardon me if I think you might want something in return?