Calm Like A [Reality] Bomb

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Master, unlike many other people on the Plane, is in quite a good mood. Though he looks a bit worn, perhaps slightly charred, he is in a very good mood as he drinks a Dark Matter Mixer. It's a drink - really. The Master's good mood means he's sociable.]

So! I just committed genocide and blew up a fleet of warships. How is everyone else today?

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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[completely deadpan]

Don't fret, precious; I'm here. Step away from the window and go back to sleep.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[still groggy and not quite entirely awake yet. so he's not awake enough to get any sort of references, and he'll just be rubbing his eyes with his free hand]

What?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Nothing, dear. Don't let me interrupt your beauty sleep.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[stretches a bit, not sure what that does to that held wrist, but then he looks at the Master]

What else am I meant to do? You've implied it will be a bit before you'll let go, I might as well at least get some rest.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You could talk.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I told you before, there's nothing to talk about.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

If Reinette saw us, I feel she'd ask us what excuse we were using to hold hands this time.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

You are holding onto me. I've asked you multiple times to let go. If anything I should be asking why you feel the need to hold onto me so much.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's a metaphor for how I don't let go. Not when there's something still to be had. Just as I won't be letting go of this topic - and I've still not let go of this whole question of whom you've had sexual intercourse with in your very short life-thing. Gallifrey would be so ashamed.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Maybe there's nothing to be had.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

With you, there always is.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

And what does that mean?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Precisely what it sounds like.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[studies the Master for a moment, and then lets his gaze fall onto looking at the stars above his head]

Nothing you say means what it sounds like.

Do you have a book or something to pass the time?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

War of the Worlds.

By the way, this 'You should know!' stunt? Not very grown up.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I'm not surprised. Could I borrow it for a bit?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

If you tell me.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Nevermind, I know it well enough all ready. A bit ridiculous, some obscure virus being their undoing. Then again, I wouldn't be surprised if that was the way it played out. All that brainpower, and human weakness is what saves the day.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Doctor.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

What?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's to do with Lucy.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Talk to her then, not me.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's to do with Lucy and your desire not to be tricked.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

See, there we are. I'm not sure why you feel the need to keep me here, you've got it all figured out.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

So you must think you have been tricked and that I tricked you. That I tricked you with Lucy.