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]

As do I! But I also want you proper-sized again.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

You don't like mini-me?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I am afraid I shall accidentally crush mini-you.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Ow. I don't want to be squished, Archelaus.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And I do not want to squish you, my dear.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

You have a magic wand. [Jumps down into his palm.] You can fix it.