008; influx

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[and here is the Master. hello, Master! :D]

My, my. Seems we're getting more people of late. Steady little trickle of new blood. Of course, no one from home, save myself and the Doctor - but that is of little matter or significance.

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[didorothy]

And you seem so much happier with your present.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Being trapped on a dying, exploding planet does tend to do that to a person.

[didorothy]

So tell me about when it was better.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I don't need a therapist.


But I will say this - it was better prior to being trapped on this bloody planet and getting infected with this virus. I had mentioned before, I was about to go into retirement, so to speak.

[didorothy]

Retirement from murder?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Murder, genocide, destruction, tyranny, all the sorts of things I normally did.

I have been in the business a very long time, Mr. Tyler.

[didorothy]

Why stop?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I had my reasons.

[didorothy]

Tired?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Why do you want to know all of this?

[didorothy]

I'm a detective. Asking questions is what I do.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid you'll have to ponder my reasons for having wanted to give it up. I don't feel like discussing them.

[didorothy]

Right then! I'll just leave you to yourself, then? Cheers! [gives the Master a cheery wave and leaves]