Like fire! Hellfire! [this fire in my skin]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Master skids to a halt when he appears on the Astral Plane, having apparently come in running. He immediately straightens out his clothing before addressing the Plane]

Right, so! Pompeii: very lacking in Super Soaker outlets. Anyone have a water gun handy?

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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Guess you'll never find him. You should really learn to travel on your own.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[eyeroll] Well excuse me if booking flights to Venus is a little harder than I expected!

Come on, please? Go have a look at me. I'm bloody useful if you give me a chance.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow] You're quite eager to get your self travelling, aren't you?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

I know that I was going to keep looking for him. Wandering into dangerous alien looking things hoping I'd see that silly blue box show up. Not exactly the best lifestyle, is it? If that's what I'm doing in your universe, then yes, I want to know that something good for me happens.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

We'll see.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[smiles]

Right then. Oh! There's going to be this part and you better be nice to the Doctor about it but basically you're going to want to strap yourself in, all right? I mean that literally. That's not spoiling, is it? I didn't say what happens. Can't count.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

...Right. I'll take your word on it.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Best thing you can do, mate. [she's happy] Fighting them with water pistols, then?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, I didn't think a heat-based weapon was the way to go.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[snorts] I know but water pistols! It's bloody brilliant!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[grins] Well it is a lot of fun.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

I didn't get to try it. It was mostly the Doctor pretending to be dangerous with the gun and then we jumped into this grated place underground. You're underground, yeah?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Mostly. Did you get a pair of seers having a prophecy competition in front of you?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

That was freaky. Oh! What'd they say about you? Cos it'd be you, not me, then. Is there something on your back? Did the Doctor do that really flipped out look?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

There is nothing on my back, but the Doctor did do the 'flipped-out' look. So did I, for that matter. How should they know--well, anyway. Not important.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[curious and nosy? yes] What is it? I remember what they mentioned for the Doctor.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Do you really think that's your business, Miss Noble?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Probably not. I'll tell you what they said to me if you tell me what they said to you.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I could always just take the information from your mind.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Do that and you won't get my brilliant and much more interesting retelling. Just a kick to whatever Time Lords have between their legs.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Miss Noble, I could take complete control over your body. A kick isn't much of a worry.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[looks more anxious but that's never stopped Donna]

Just humour me, please?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

All right. You first.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

They called me daughter of London. And said there was something on my back. They knew we were time travellers.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

They mentioned drums, called me 'The Deathless.' Said something about the prosecution.