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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Master relaxes at a rather posh dinner table, as stolen from within the TARDIS. A book of some sort, a bottle of wine, a plate of scones, and a bag of jelly babies sit on the table. He's idly writing in the book]

TARDIS: broken out of.

War between the two major political forces in the globe: provoked.

Scones: ... a bit disgusting, actually. The consistency is terrible. Maybe I'll try to teach someone to make scones, because this just isn't acceptable.

Still! All in all, a good day. I wonder if I can get Devdas on the telly some time this afternoon?

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[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[narrows her eyes] Is that some sort of threat, Master?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Just a statement of facts.