Constellation 04

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[A big tree can be seen on the Plane, it's roots seeming to dig into the 'floor' itself. Arthur is currently sitting under it, his bike a few feet away. He had a run in with the tree a few minutes ago when a sudden car horn startled him, and it's pretty clear who won.

He looks more than a little bruised, and is currently trying to wipe at a particularly nasty-looking cut, mumbling under his breath about reckless drivers]

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You see less sunlight.

[grabs the Doctor's face (not gently) and looks over his eyes, and then does the same to Arthur, releasing him after a moment]

They're essentially identical.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor just shrugs this off.]

I think he has less freckles than I do. I like my freckles.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Arthur turns a faint shade of red, moving away from the Master and thus closer to the Doctor]

I don't- I don't think I have them, freckles I mean.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You're identical. You're completely identical. The only differences would derive from environmental experiences. Genetically, you have identical phenotypes.

And moving near the Doctor doesn't get you that much further from me, so stop it.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, sorry for being so curious about it. I think it's quite fascinating, really.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

I'm not trying, to move near him. [He shifts away from the Master again. Which means he is now effectively pressed against the Doctor]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Doctor, you might want to remove that human from you.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Hm? [The Doctor blinks, then glances at Arthur.] Oh, yes. I didn't notice.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Arthur is a bright red as he shifts, trying to move away from both the Master and the Doctor. He ends up just pressing back against the tree] Sorry.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Well that's a tempting picture.

[rests his forearm on the tree above Arthur's head]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oi, now. Don't start that. [Hi, Master, you know what the Doctor just did? He tugged you away. The best thing about this action is that it was vaguely jealous. Siiigh, him.

Also I constantly love using this icon and the keywords.]

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[And Arthur will just be trying to press back into the tree as much as physically possible, vaguely panicking on the inside.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[grins at the Doctor]

Jealousy isn't becoming, my dear Doctor. I might almost think you're developing a possessive streak!

And Arthur, you really need to stop being so prudish. It makes it too easy to tease you.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[He rolls his eyes, letting go of the Master.] I'm not jealous. I just don't see the point in teasing him into paralysis.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

I-I would appreciate it, if you didn't tease me about these things.

[He tries to sit up straighter as he talks, attempting to look more commanding or dignified. He just ends up looking a bit awkward instead]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[grabs the Doctor's wrist when the Doctor lets go of him] Doctor.

[he pulls the Doctor in and kisses him, briefly, but in that same mad and consuming way he does all things. Then and only then does he release the Doctor's wrist]

And I shan't stop teasing you until you stop being such an easy target.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor blinks and ends up leaning back against the tree a bit. He is now rendered very, uh, useful. Kisses make him content, okay?] ...Oh, right. Yes.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Arthur actually closed his eyes when the kiss started. He hasn't opened them yet]

I'm no easier a target than most people....

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Certainly you are. Arthur, you can open your eyes now.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor is just a bit embarrassed and rubs at his cheek, clearing his throat.]

Right, so, anyway. Done with that?

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[He does, though he doesn't relax]

Even if I am, I really don't see the fun in it.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's all in the response, Arthur.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

He has an odd idea of fun, sometimes.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

So if I didn't respond, you'd stop?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Or I wouldn't, but you'd stop responding so it would stop mattering.