got lost in a museum [the curator was unkind]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Master appears on the Plane, holding one Yuuto by the back of his shirt collar] Ryotarou, I think this belongs to you.

[Yuuto struggles in the Master's hold, extremely displeased with all of this.] Put me down, damn it! I said I was sorry!

[Sadly for Yuuto, the Master is not letting go] Not until Ryotarou comes to collect you.

Collect me?! He's not my babysitter! [Yuuto isn't giving up either.] Maybe if you just offered a tour like normal people, this wouldn't have happened.

I'm not a tour guide, you'll find, and the TARDIS isn't there for your amusement. Now don't be even more irritating than you already are. I haven't killed anyone in a few days and I try not to go more than a week between murders.

[Yuuto would be glaring daggers at the Master if he could see him properly, but that kind of talk is enough to shut him up momentarily.]

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Why do people seem to be under the rather deluded impression that telling me to do things encourages those actions?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[SIGH.] Fine. Hurt him and I'll have to lose my temper with you, how's that?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Ooh, could we fence again if I did?

But I promised on Bollywood not to do anything. While I don't hold much for promises, it was Bollywood.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[akdjslkjd RIGHT I need to tag that >> She rolls her eyes.] I wouldn't be gentle this time.

...what in the name of Mithros is Bollywood?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's a genre of entertainment. It's brilliant, I love it! The stories are so formulaic, and the song and dance routines are hilarious to watch. There are the occasional good ones, but.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Sounds like your average Player's troupe to me.