best swordsman in France [such a shame we're in England]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[there is a pile of pillows, carpets (a fair few Persian due to his most recent adventure), blankets and drapery beside the Master, who is standing just outside of the Fortress of Awesome self made. One might assume that the Master was in the process of taking the various furnishings into the Fortress, and one would be right. Indeed, half of them are inside the Fortress.

Sadly, the Master got distracted by trying to balance the tip of a sword on his finger, and has now completely forsaken his project for the sake of practicing his fencing]

What this place really needs, right now, is a United Parcel Service. Not the Royal Mail; I don't trust them. But the UPS is predictably awful and that's... dull.

Scratch that, then! We need the Royal Mail!

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's something self built just a bit ago. Do you like it?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Did he? [smiles] It's quite lovely. Are you moving in, though?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Nahh, not really. But we ought to furnish it properly, don't you think? It was just metal and more metal, before.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Mmmm, it could certainly use a woman's touch. Would you like some help?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I'd love it. [beams and hooks his arm in hers]

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[beams back and presses her free hand to his arm] I see you've all ready started. This shouldn't take long. I can bring some things from my rooms, as well? I have this lovely down comforter set, if you need one.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I would love that. Actually, you should pick out which of the rooms you'd like to yourself.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Splendid! I'll bring it around as soon as I can. [smiles] I get a room, as well? Your younger self won't mind?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Of course! Self quite likes you.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Ah, he does? We've not had much of a chance to really get to know one another. I'm flattered, though. He is you, after all. Though I do believe you're the more handsome.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

He is dashing, though, isn't he? Love the beard.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

He would have to be, Harry, since he's you. [smiles and strokes his chin] It's nice, yes, but I much prefer you clean shaven.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[smiles, leaning in to deepsea dive kiss her] I'm glad, my dear.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[thank you, Jacques] Mmm, as am I.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[exploring where no man has explored before? --who was Lucy's first?]

But are you sure? [because he's a bit childish]

Maybe it would look nice. What about a bit of stubble? I don't know. I still like beards.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[actually! I like to think she was something of a social hermit and outside a couple boys in her youth, didn't really date, so the Master was her first. or at least, he's the only one she's telling me about]

Well, I can't stop you, really. And I think you'd look handsome no matter what. [pets his cheek -- she likes touching him okay?! -- and giggles] Why not grow one out and see? ...this body of yours can grow a beard, can't it?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[aww, cute]

Of course it can! It would be very tragic if, with all my incredibly capabilities, I was unable to grow a beard.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[she really is]

[giggles] That's very true, Harry. I think I'd like to see it, at least once. You can always get rid of it if it's a bother.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Of course! Then a beard is what I'll get for you.