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

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[My face should not be making that expression :/] I doubt that.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[Too bad, it is.] He already knows you like stars, so don't bother denying it.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

You mean that you like stars.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

Don't give me that.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

Don't pretend like you know anything.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

Don't pretend like you don't care.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

I'm not pretending.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

I know when I'm lying.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

I'm not lying.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

Sure.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

Shutup.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

No, you.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

You.

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

No, you.

[zephyrum.livejournal.com]

[Exasperated sigh]

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

[Almost does it too, then catches himself]