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

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Well, most people don't get the opportunity to, no. And, well, the TARDIS is more or less in a world of its own.

-- Although you might want to consider grabbing hold of a chaperon next time.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

... Yeah. Figured that one out.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

You're really lucky that all he did was catch you, to tell you the truth. Bit mental, that one.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Doctor, I can hear you.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[a little louder.]

A bit mental, that one!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You know, John, I think I've only ever slapped you since we've met. Correct?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

-- Doctor.

And yeah, you'd be correct. Weird sort of question to ask.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

John.

[smiles and then goes for a punch to the face]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Doct--

[as;laskd interrupted by inconvenient punching, which will catch him in the jaw! He stumbles back a couple of paces, rubbing the spot where the Master's fist connected] Oi! What the hell was that for?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, I've punched the other two Tenths, and since you've got that inferiority complex going on, being part human and all, I didn't want you to feel left out.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Well, thanks for the welcoming, mate. Could've just done with the gift basket, you know. Flowers would've been acceptable.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I know, but I like to go above and beyond. For you.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, if only I could possibly think of any way to repay you.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, a simple 'Thank you, Master,' would be enough.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Master.

[and this is, perhaps, not the Doctor's best plan, but he'll be aiming a punch at the Master's face]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[Yuuto is released, and the Master catches the Doctor's fist, grinning]

I still like it when you say my name.

[right hook at stomach, go!]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

You picked it, mate. Says a lot abou-- [aaah, can't really dodge that, so ouch, my stomach lining! And taking the simple approach and goes for a smack to the face with his left hand]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[spitting blood - because, you know, he just bit his tongue]

A bit more of a fight, Doctor? If you don't mind.

Like so.

[well-shined shoes going for the stomach now--]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[kicked! And stumbling back to catch his breath. After a beat, he rushes in to tackle, driving his shoulder forward and aiming for the Master's chest.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[OUCH! Knocked down, though he's taking the Doctor down with him]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Hello, Plane Floor! How are you today? The Doctor will be attempting to maneuver himself so that he tops (baddam-ch), probably sitting on the Master's stomach, and he's going to aiming another punch at the Master's face again.]

Better?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[oh, but he's been here before (...shut up) and he's not losing this time. With the power of physics, he tries to knock the Doctor off him and onto the floor!]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[oh dear, and this is some Doctor being flipped onto his back. D: And hey look, I have an icon for this! He's a bit winded for a moment, please hold--!]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Master will be attempting to sit on him now, yes (and punch him again for good measure)]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[but of course! The Doctor takes the punch, since there's not much room to dodge, anyway, and he's briefly dazed -- but he uses both hands to grab the Master's shirt collar and yank him down into a headbutt.]