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This place is complete bullshit. Every time I try using this crap 'technology' it up and breaks like the useless junk it is. And if one more bloke tries copping a feel of my arse, I'm locking the whole bloody city up. You hear me, brat? You're whole bloody city, nicked. Don't think I won't.

And Tyler. You and I need to talk.

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He's not from the future, you piece of shit, and I'm not asking him to marry me. I'm not a bloody faerie.

It's endearing, how closed off your mind is. Except, Sam being from the future is the only thing that makes all the facts come together logically. All those hints, all that strange behaviour... his true origin explains it perfectly, and you know it. You know where he really comes from, and you know where he really belongs.

He belongs here, in CID. End of story.

Which is to say, 'He belongs to me,' hm? You know that's not true.

Tyler's his own person. I don't own anybody.

[looks him over carefully] I don't believe you mean that. Not to say that it's true, but you like to own people. You need to own them. Your city, your CID, your DI. That's how you think of things. It gives you security.

Don't treat me like you know me, you useless sack of shit. You don't know anything.

You apes are all the same. There's no complexity to you; I can break you down into a series of basic instincts, warped by evolution and society. I know you as I know all of your kind.

[growls and reaches out to grab the Master by his lapels] You better mind what you say. I don't care what you think you are or what you call yourself, no one comes in here and treats me like anything other than the bloody king of the jungle I am. I'm not an ape -- I'm the bloody lion and I don't take kindly to little shits like you stepping over your place.

Well, that just kicked the homoeroticism up a notch!

[shoves him away angrily] Shut it.

But it's so much fun, and so easy!

I said shut it. The hell you want, anyway? Keep it up and I'll nick you for assaulting a police officer.

How, exactly, would you go about doing that?

Nothing saying I can't bring a bloody holding cell to this place, now is there?

And take the whole building with it. Though I'd probably kill you first. Which would be annoying, actually; my self would give me a lecture on killing his things.

You can't kill me, you nonce. [glares angrily] And I am not that Frenchie bastard's thing.

Why, of course I can. You're of a very frail species.

Talk to that poofter about how 'frail' I am.

Edited 2008-03-24 22:21 (UTC)

Humans have multiple weaknesses. The strength and bulk don't protect those vulnerabilities, only the access to them. I could have you unconscious in one touch and dead in two.

[snorts] You're just as full of it as he is.

God, you're dense. I have to ask him why he likes you. I'd just dispose of you.

A little shit like you isn't gonna kill me in two shots, you ninny. It's just not happening. And you're welcome to tell him to leave me the hell alone. Can't stand the bastard.

[drums his fingers on his chin] I wonder what I'd have to do to make you believe, short of cracking open that thick skull of yours?

Not enough to make me believe a word that comes out your mouth.