A's got a girl for each season [B's got a mail-order bride]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Master and the Doctor appear together at the Astral Bar, bickering. No one should be surprised] Well, she's not that bad to put up with, is she? A bit mouthy, but you've picked up worse. The one of her here asked ever-so-nicely for me to take this one on, you know, so I don't mind. And anyway, if you happen to be acting particularly maddening, I can always use her as a hostage to put you back in line. It's a winning situation, I think.

You're not using her as a hostage. Frankly, I think she'd have a say in that first.

And I'd end up killing her because she's a very mouthy hostage, yes. It happens, I'm afraid. [the Master starts mixing a White Ballistic for himself, because he wants one]

[The Doctor wants one, too, but he's just eyeing the Master's] You haven't been slapped by her. You'd have to get through that first.

I'll draw her death out into something slow and painful, then. I keep telling you, Doctor, don't let any of your precious pets near me if you can't make them behave.

[the Doctor sighs and runs his hand through his hair] Her room is far, far away from yours, so you'll have to go out of your way to see her. Shouldn't be a problem.

Unless it becomes one, of course. You realise that there's only one good television lounge, and that I'm not sharing it with anyone. Except Lucy, of course.

You and Donna watch the same shows, don't you? Those sort of...popular things on in the daytime.

[for a long moment, he stares] I don't watch soap operas.

Oh. What about those talk ones?

No.

Well then, might need another television.

[the Master drinks his White Ballistic with a grin] My dear Doctor, the burden is entirely on you.

[ooc; join post, red is Master, blue is Doctor, expect double-tagging, and so on]

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor ignores this.] Though about burdens. I did pick up matter transference signals this morning from an area of space which, judging by all proper logical, should have had a planet in it.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Another missing planet! I should take a shot, but I'm already drinking.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[... oro?]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[shenanigans! It's a Ryotarou!]

Oh, hullo there! No need to lurk.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Unless the lurking is a survival technique. In that case, I encourage it.

Icon says it all

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

If it isn't my favourite TARDIS!

She's so pretty even when doing that look

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[Internal flailing begin!] ...Oh! TARDIS, uhm. Hullo. [Jumps up and goes to see her.] How are you?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I really do wish I had some say in who ends up coming on board, you know.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Lucy! Care for a drink?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

You know, you might actually like her, despite her connections to me. She loves fashion.

[durch-feuer.livejournal.com]

Arguing over your "pets"?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

His pet. I'm not going to take responsibility for Miss Noble.

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, you two aren't getting along together very well, are you?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[a slight grin.] Actually, we're doing quite well.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[have another Doctor, this one looking a little confused]

You two haven't seen a rabid rabbit come by this way have you?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[blinks.] A rabid rabbit? No, I don't think so. I haven't seen any rabbits, rabid or not.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

Television?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Telly! [nods to the 70's television attatched to the bar]

Like that, but not from the Stone Ages.

[opiumandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey, have a Lau listening in on your conversation while he smokes from his pipe and just hangs out. He exhales out some of the opium smoke and smiles.]

Sure sounds like an interesting conversation over here!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Master totally digs opium!]

It isn't, actually. More like a domestic dispute. Unfortunately. I don't think we've met.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._.] Ah... is she a prisoner?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

No, a travelling companion.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Donna?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And the correct answer is given by the imitation copy! Well, Doctor, tell him what he's won!

[didorothy]

[waits for the Master to be a bit away before approaching the Doctor]

You all right?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor smiles at him.]

Oh, yes, quite well, actually.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She sitting in the corner with her legs propped up on a chair, watching the conversation with cold-eyed interest.]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor clears his throat and approaches her carefully.] Ah, hullo, Aniki.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[Donna decides to check up on the Master.] Oi, you. Don't add to the list of people calling me a pet. It's getting too long.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Others have done it? Now I feel unoriginal.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

This is probably going to lead to me feeling rather stupid...

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Is it, my dear?

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

Why are you talking to the Master? [Of course, the TARDIS has told him a certain something regarding these too, but he's choosing to ignore that. And, you know... the fact they're bickering.]

((The Doctor looks pink on my screen. :|b))

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

He's talking to me because he's learned to speak when spoken to.