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[seated in an ornate armchair, speaking in fluent, articulate, and rather pleasant-to-the-ears Gallifreyan]

It's actually a bit disgusting, hearing you lot speak Gallifreyan so primitively. Like chanting off - no, that metaphor's incomprehensible without a background in high mathematics. Fine. Like writing Calculus and finding everyone else doing basic algebra.

[then he changes to Russian - less articulate, of course, but he's comfortable with the language]

This one, though, this one's a bit ironic. Look at me, the Master, the deathless, blathering on in Russian. Haven't been in ages, should probably go back and put a few more legends into the locals.

[sips from his wine, and slips back into Gallifreyan]

At least the people of the city still understand me.

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And loose out on the chance to spend a year imprisoned by you? I wouldn't dream of it. [/sarcasm]

Oh Jack, it's so gratifying to know you enjoy my company.

Maybe we could try it without the chains next time, just to switch things up.

I could work with ropes.

Try it and I'll break your neck with my bare hands, no matter what the Doctor thinks. [This is of course said in his usual tone of voice]

You know what, Jack? Next time I bring you in for a torture session, I think I'll use the lovely Russian tongue. It always reminds me of blood on snow.

I look at you two and it reminds me too much of Gray and me. It just makes me hate you that much more, because just like him I'm going to keep loving my brother despite having every reason not to.

Why speak when you cannot be understood? Perhaps the words themselves are comfort. Maybe you just need a good priest.

I'm starting to see the advantage to this already.

Remember one thing, though, Jack: I don't need an excuse to hurt you. I just do it because it's fun!

[He tenses despite himself] Don't you have chew toys you can take your frustration out on?

I'm not frustrated, Jack. I'm just having fun.

Then why me? I disgust you, don't I?

Most of the known universe disgusts me. You, you literally make me revolt. My very being wants you gone.

Sorry to disappoint then, but it might be a while before I get to the 'cease to exist' part of immortality.

No reason not to experiment in encouragement of that.

I'mnot your lab rat anymore, or did you forget?

You'll never stop being my lab rat, Jack. Not until the day you die, and considering your health, that's a long time from now.

And what makes you say that? [His hands are clenching at his side now. Talking to the Master seems to have a knack for putting him in a bad mood, and there's reason to hold back now that he's immortal]

Because it's true. I don't let go of what I've claimed for myself.

I don't belong to you. I may have been your toy once, but there's no chains to keep me breaking that nose of yours anymore.

Not all chains are made of metal.

I won't kill you because of him, but that doesn't mean I'm not willing to hurt you.

And I have no inhibitions of any sort, lucky me.

Try something, see what happens.

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