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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[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[Martha dodges some GIANT shoes, looking up at the Master] Oh, God, not you. And I was having such a wonderful day, too.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Let me guess: Pyrovile?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Pompeii? What the hell are you doing there?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[he looks down, and a broad, broad grin spreads across his face]

Well if it isn't Martha Jones! I'd heard you were around.

[scooping up Martha, now!]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

There was a temporal disturbance where their planet was supposed to be. We tracked the missing craft here. And now, now I need a Super Soaker.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Enjoying the weather. What do you think?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[tiny >( face go!] Oi! Put me down! [totally kicking his hand]

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

I meant you. That was the Doctor and me there. Where am I?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Patting down his pockets] Haven't got one on me, but-- hold on.

[He disappears from the Plane, and a beat or two later, reappears, armed with two water pistols] . . . Admittedly not very super, but they're the best I could manage under the circumstances.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I would if that at all hurt. It's good to see you, Martha Jones. Did you miss me?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[oh dear someone is biting your hand, Master]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Can't expect anything of a noticable size from you, can I? Well, hand 'em over.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Regards him with a distant sort of amusement.] I've no notion what any of that means.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

....[Sigh] I'm not even gonna ask.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[ALSKDJAS NEARLY SMASHED CY scampers out of the way. Have an itty bitty voice scolding at you in cat, Master.]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Tosses them over] . . . I like those ones, by the way. I'd better get both of those back in one piece.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Not even born yet.

Donna, do you really think you'll be travelling with the Doctor in this universe?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Hi Master! Have a bomb (http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p3/runningbrook/Bakugami.jpg) rolling your way!]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It means I'm being chased by aliens, made of stone and fire, and I need a weapon that launches water at them. Hopefully a Super Soaker, as the Doctor's only got this tiny little water pistol and it's not much help.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's aliens, I promise. Can you get me bigger water guns? Your boyfriend only has these tiny little things. [holds them up]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[totally does not hear it!]

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[this look says 'yes'] I'm out there looking for him, you know.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Why should I? [Taking one of your water guns, btw]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[shit is that a bomb?? Thankfully, WATER PISTOL FIRE GO! And thus the fuse goes out]

Now that wasn't very nice.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Martha, you don't have the jaw strength to break skin.