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[demnify.livejournal.com]

Well then, Mr. Hunt. I do believe last night's events proved me right. Don't bother disputing them - you know as well as I who came out the victorious one.

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[theguv.livejournal.com]

[hits the ground hard, rolling onto his back and looking up at the Master with hatred]

Well don't you win a prize? [pulls his gun]

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[swiftly moves to kick the gun from Gene's hand]

You aren't shooting me today, Mr. Hunt.

[then he aims to kick Gene right in the side]

I don't like this sort of brutality. I would have much preferred we had a friendly discussion.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[ow, a boot to the head seriously hurts. but that's okay, because now Gene can spit blood at you] Yeah? Well I don't. So tough.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he kicks him again]

I believe the conversation would have much benefited you more than me. Pity for you, hm?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[gets hit and makes a grab for the Master's leg] I don't need your bloody charity, Frenchie. I don't need your pity.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[his leg is grabbed, and he stares grimly down at Gene]

Next time I'll say unlucky, Mr. Hunt. I understand not wanting pity.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[yanks hard on his leg] The sentiment is noted.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[and he goes down, but he doesn't cease his fight there - instead giving a sort of 'stomp' with his other leg]

I should have snapped your bloody neck!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[what the hell is with the feet, Master?!] Not today you nonce! [scrambles away and to his knees, huffing and wheezing and holding his broken arm] Hah! No one beats the Gene Genie!

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[and this is the Master adamant on proving you wrong, Gene; basically, he has now lumbered up, so to speak, and is in the process of going to tackle you and pin you to the ground]

You're wrong on that!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[aaaaand is tackled with an 'oof' and gives the Master a punch to the face] Get off me!

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he pins Gene down with his body and gets hit in the face as well; he snarls and spits on Gene]

No, Mr. Hunt. I'm not moving.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[ew, cheetah breath. you should do something about that, Master] What the hell, you damn poofter! I said off!

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[punches Gene again]

And I said, 'I'm not moving'. You are going to cooperate with me, Mr. Hunt.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[grunts and turns his head, coughing blood]

Tough shit, kitten. What are you gonna do, purr at me?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he leans in to laugh in Gene's ear]

I can bite, Mr. Hunt, among other things...

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[okay, that's being very gay again, Master, and Gene starts struggling to get out from under you, cursing]

Not if I punch those teeth out of your head. And if you touch me so help me I'll make you less of a man than you are.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he hits Gene again and does what he can to keep the man pinned]

Ask me nicely, and I'll let you up.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Fucking hell! [spits out more blood, his eye beginning to swell shut] Go to hell you piece of shit.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he snarls in Gene's face]

One last time: ask me nicely, and I will let you up.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[glares right back]

Piss off.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[the Master doesn't, and begins to idly tease Gene's shirt collar]

You're only making this worse on yourself, Mr. Hunt.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[oh no you don't, Master. Gene just increased his struggles ten-fold]

I'll ask nicely the day you bloody well die!

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[now he's starting to lose his control, and that enrages him; he's not going to lose, he's not going to let Gene take his control from him, he is going to get what he wants!]

Then you are vastly overdue!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[gives him a nasty look, then smirks] You got a death wish? I'd be more than happy to help you along.