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realityshifted2008-02-21 10:17 pm
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[The Master is ambling along, hands clasped behind his back, an air of disinterest to his person]
[This is in great contrast to his companion, the Doctor, who is smiling quietly]
[after some time, in a light, callous voice, the Master speaks] I feel minds. Echoes of our own.
...Hm? Oh, that's interesting, isn't it? I wonder which ones. [scratches the back of his head] Seems to be some other people around.
Ohh, blessed relief. I could kiss someone for this. I would kiss my wife, but apparently that's not allowed. Really, Doctor, jealousy is no reason to forbid me conjugal visits.
[shoves his hands into his pockets] It's for her sake. She needs a chance to recover, assuming there's anything left of her in there.
She's not the only broken thing I've touched. [reaches a hand out to the Doctor's cheek, just brushing it] Destroyer of worlds.
[gives him a hard look] I think...we should find out where we are. It might be related to the trap from earlier.
[grins and spins around, holding his arms out in welcome to the space around them] Hello! Hello, hello, anyone and everyone. I'm the Master—sorry, I'm the Prisoner, and this is my loving captor, the Jailor.
[only half paying attention] I'm the Doctor, actually.
Would anyone care to inform as to where we are? Lovely scenery, though. [nudges the Doctor, nodding to a constellation] That looks like Kasterborous. Interesting.
[looks curiously up at the constellation] It does. In fact, I think it is. Now that's a bit telling.
Do you suppose it's taken out of our minds? It's a pretty obvious bit of scenery to throw in there. Absolutely destroys the realism. Who'd put Andromeda next to the Trapeloid?
Someone who doesn't know their galactic movements very well. I suppose this could be a projection. I haven't seen a system yet that I haven't been too personally.
[pulls a bag of Jelly Babies out of his pocket and pauses just before popping one into his mouth] Say whatever sniveling, wet sentiment you need to say about the stars and the constellations before I start eating. I'd hate to vomit out perfectly good jelly babies.
[rolls his eyes] Let's find out what's going on first. And then we can admire the construction of this. [snatches a Jelly Baby]
[slaps the Jelly Baby out of the Doctor's hand, catching it and popping it into his mouth with a smug grin]
[glares quite sulkily]
((ooc: Blue is for the Doctor and red is for the Master. Also, they'll totally be threadhopping on each other and other people, so fair warning.))
[This is in great contrast to his companion, the Doctor, who is smiling quietly]
[after some time, in a light, callous voice, the Master speaks] I feel minds. Echoes of our own.
...Hm? Oh, that's interesting, isn't it? I wonder which ones. [scratches the back of his head] Seems to be some other people around.
Ohh, blessed relief. I could kiss someone for this. I would kiss my wife, but apparently that's not allowed. Really, Doctor, jealousy is no reason to forbid me conjugal visits.
[shoves his hands into his pockets] It's for her sake. She needs a chance to recover, assuming there's anything left of her in there.
She's not the only broken thing I've touched. [reaches a hand out to the Doctor's cheek, just brushing it] Destroyer of worlds.
[gives him a hard look] I think...we should find out where we are. It might be related to the trap from earlier.
[grins and spins around, holding his arms out in welcome to the space around them] Hello! Hello, hello, anyone and everyone. I'm the Master—sorry, I'm the Prisoner, and this is my loving captor, the Jailor.
[only half paying attention] I'm the Doctor, actually.
Would anyone care to inform as to where we are? Lovely scenery, though. [nudges the Doctor, nodding to a constellation] That looks like Kasterborous. Interesting.
[looks curiously up at the constellation] It does. In fact, I think it is. Now that's a bit telling.
Do you suppose it's taken out of our minds? It's a pretty obvious bit of scenery to throw in there. Absolutely destroys the realism. Who'd put Andromeda next to the Trapeloid?
Someone who doesn't know their galactic movements very well. I suppose this could be a projection. I haven't seen a system yet that I haven't been too personally.
[pulls a bag of Jelly Babies out of his pocket and pauses just before popping one into his mouth] Say whatever sniveling, wet sentiment you need to say about the stars and the constellations before I start eating. I'd hate to vomit out perfectly good jelly babies.
[rolls his eyes] Let's find out what's going on first. And then we can admire the construction of this. [snatches a Jelly Baby]
[slaps the Jelly Baby out of the Doctor's hand, catching it and popping it into his mouth with a smug grin]
[glares quite sulkily]
((ooc: Blue is for the Doctor and red is for the Master. Also, they'll totally be threadhopping on each other and other people, so fair warning.))
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Then you find a place and I will find you.
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