realityshifted | Constellation 01

[Arthur seems quite startled as he appears on the Plane. For a moment, there is a look of confusion on his face, but it soon changes to one of delight] Oh, this is brilliant. Don’t recall having a dream like this before. [Gazing up, he begins to see what stars he can recognize] There’s Arcuturus, then Rigul. I don’t recognize any in that particular cluster… Even in the country, you can’t see stars as bright as these.

[Then he looks down at the ‘floor’. Rather than being scared that he is apparently walking on nothing, Arthur kneels, grinning as he traces constellations with his finger] There’s the Diamond of Virgo; Arcturus, Spica, Denebola, and Cor Caroli. The Big Dipper, of course. [then a frown as he pauses over a particular group of stars] Hold on. This is the Great Square of Pegasus, isn’t it? Shouldn’t be able to view these two at once. Diamond of Virgo is for spring, the Great Square of Pegasus for summer…..

A bit worrying, if my dreams have such simple mistakes.

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{I'm only telling the truth, Doctor. That's what good guys do!}

I'm sure you'd have been quite happy to whore yourself out for science. "Will shag for molecular physics."

{Do you mind not mentioning some parts to other people?}

[Exasperated.] Do you two quite mind?!

[Not saying anything now, simply making a point to not look at either of them. The slightest color is also rising on Arthur's cheeks]

{But it's fun!}

Well, go on then, Doctor. Spoiling my fun, as always.

{It's...it's...it's not!}

[Meanwhile he sounds much, much less flustered] Yes, well, Arthur, what I was trying to say is that if there is something you want to know, science related, I'm quite happy to tell you, free of charge.

Free of charge, really? [He wants to sound skeptical, but there is the slightest hopefulness in his tone]

You won't have me torture people, or- or whatever he thought I was offering?

{What a witty retort!}

We both know what you were offering, Arthur. But it's true. The Doctor here is a slag, not a whore. He'll do anything you want for no charge at all. Me, I'm a capitalist at heart. Can't help but make things into a business. But the Doctor likes communism.

[The Doctor opens his mouth, then he turns to stare at the Master.]

I am not! [But then he turns back to Arthur.] But no, no torture, please. Just old-fashioned learning.

[He's looking up at the Doctor now] If it won't be to much trouble for you, I appreciate it.

I hope you don't mean old fashioned like the Greek. Did you know, Arthur, but they thought semen was the fluid of knowledge? Sure puts a different spin on oral sex, don't you think?

[Mental hit because he can't really do it.]

Ignore him, Arthur.

[And he's back to staring down at the 'floor', the int of red on his cheeks gowning darker] I did not.

[mental stimulation of Doctor's pleasure nerves! Revenge is sweet]

Well, since you like learning so much, now you know.

[The Doctor draws a sudden, sharp breath which he quickly cuts off, clearly his throat.]

I think we'll stick to the mathematically based sciences.

[Arthur, of course, is oblivious to this]

Democritus came up with the atomic theory....

[turns up pleasure higherrrrr]

I was always better at maths than you were, Doctor.

[He swallows hard, making a very soft sound in his throat.]

{Master, stop that!}

I believe I'm more than good enough for this, Master.

[Arthur, unfortunately, hears that, which makes him look at the Doctor again]

Are you okay?

[the Master thinks that's hot. Also, hilarious. But hot! So have some more, as the Master moves to stand near you and puts his hand on the back of your neck]

{Something wrong, Doctor?}

[the name, when he thinks it, is drowning in sensuality and a love of pleasure]

The Doctor is just fine, Arthur. Aren't you, Doctor?

[and he smiles a slow and smooth smirk, lips curling, showing the hint of his canines, and he glances at the Doctor sideways as if to declare that he will devour him]

[The Doctor is just going a bit over the deep end now, thanks Master. He also did fairly well repressing a shiver.]

{You know exactly what's wrong because you're causing it.}

[His voice over the link is sounding rather heavy, while amusingly his actual speaking voice hits slightly higher.]

Ah...fine, yes, I'm fine. Really, Arthur, no worries. Just a...headache. Erm, of sorts.

[Arthur stares at the Master, then at the Doctor once he speaks up. He's not quite sure what's going on, but the Doctor's tone of voice makes something in his head click.

Looking completely embarrassed, now a bright shade of red, he takes a step back] Well, I should, ah, leave you two alone, then, wouldn't want to, interrupt.

[and the Master bursts out laughing]

Not that much of a virgin, then, are you?

[and he releases his hold on the Doctor's pleasure centres, though not his hold on the Doctor's neck]

[The Doctor relaxes slightly, shaking his head, though interestingly not trying to shake off the Master's hand at all.]

Oh honestly. He's just doing it because it's funny to him.

[Arthur looks slightly less uncomfortable now that the moods changed again, but he doesn't look either of them in the eye]

All the better if he's focused on you and not me. [mumbles, then more loudly] I wouldn't mind leaving. Walking off. Just giving you space, really.

[leans over to kiss the Doctor's neck] He thinks it's a sin, you know. So backwater, it's kind of tragic. Why do you like Earthlings again, Doctor?

[strokes the back of the Doctor's neck with a sort of lazy luxury to it]

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