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[hello, Astral Plane. have a Gene Hunt. a very unhappy Gene Hunt. and he's every right to be, really! one of the scumbag child molesters he put away about six years ago is out on parole and there's whispers on the streets, but nothing even he can justify sending people out for. it's put him in quite the mood.

he's also rather peeved he's got a Cheetah person following him around, but let's not get into that

so! anyone who's interested? the Guv is currently sitting at the bar, which has been miraculously restocked since exploding, nursing a pint of bitter. because it's what he does]

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Fine. I'll watch. But if you try any funny business, I'll break your legs.

[picks up his glass and finishes it] I figured you might, and believe me, I've no intention on sending Russ on a rampage.

Would mess up your plans a bit, wouldn't it?

That it would. [the Master chuckles and pours himself another drink] I think if it wouldn't result in a loss of life, you'd encourage it just to spite me.

[snorts] You've got that right, at least.

I take pride in being able to read people.

Surprised you can take pride in anything, being a queer and all.

[drinks] Mr. Hunt, is there a particular reason you always seem to direct our conversations - at least once - towards my sexual preference, or are you just utterly oblivious to the words that come out of your mouth? [which is most likely, considering those times where Gene was flirting or being a tease without noticing...]

[this is Gene, giving you a blank look, because yeah] I just call 'em like I see 'em, Frenchie.

Yes, in every single conversation we have. Can't wrap your mind around the concept?

I call you a Frenchie bastard in every one, too, but you don't seem to get your knickers in a twist about that.

[a brief shrug] Yes, but those don't tell much about your psyche; though it does say you couldn't identify a French accent if you heard one.

It's not your accent, you idiot. It's your bloody poofter beard.

[dryly] Your logic and reasoning astounds me.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

[ooc; Woman, what are you doing up so early?]

You know, Mr. Hunt, I think half the reason I enjoy arguing with you is you're too stubborn and bullheaded to give up.

Right. And that's supposed to be a compliment, too?

[ooc; ...woman, get your ass in bed! Don't make me come out there!]

If you'd like. It's a mere statement - if you wish to be complimented by it, by all means...

Considering you don't get shit done if you can't keep to your guns, I think I will.

[ooc; No, bad reasoning! Just sleep on the laundry! Curl up in it! Wiki will be there in the afternoon when you get up; we can have adventures together after I get out of work!]

Quite true, and I know that rather well. [a pause] I always did enjoy a good argument.

I'm surprised you know what one is, Frenchie. Don't you people just up and quit usually?

Some might, but I'm very good at sticking to something. I've had a bit of a grudge for seven hundred years now.

And I think you're bluffing.

Now, why would I lie about that?

Because you're you?