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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[On the ground there are three chalk circles with weird designs in them. One might even call these 'transmutation circles,' if one was so inclined. Very likely, one isn't. ]

[Sitting in the centre of the first circle is an old transistor radio.]

He destroys!

[The Master puts his hands over the circle, in glowing yellow light, the radio falls apart. Satisfied, the Master kicks the pieces over to the next circle.]

He creates!

[Hands-putting and yellow light repeat, but this time, the pieces come together and the radio is whole again. Another kick sends the radio into the final circle. This time, when he puts his hands over the circle, the radio lights on fire]

He thinks this really needs some sort of incantation. And pictograms. Pictionary, now that's an idea. Magical pictionary, now with one hundred percent more setting on fire the idiot who can't get that a pair of stars is 'binary'! Buy now for the low low price of years studying molecular structure.

[The Master starts cleaning up the alchemy circles by smudging them away with his toe. He was always a very diligent student]

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[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Blinks, pulling his own back] Oh, I'm sorry, does that bother you?

I suppose I should have asked first.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Let me rephrase that.

You are touching my hand.

Well, were.

You.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

Well, people keep touching and grabbing my hand without really asking. I thought it would be okay.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

This experiment has made you into a monster.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry I touched your hand. Really, I wouldn't have if I knew you disliked touch so much. But, all things considered....

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I didn't dislike it, you idiot. I was shocked. Startled. Surprised. Stunned. Other s-words.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

...oh, were you? [And as if to test this out, Arthur reaches out and takes the Master's hand in his] It does feel a bit cooler.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You truly are a moron.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Frowning, but note that this does not deter from the hand holding] And why now?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Your brain is too small to comprehend your idiocy.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

But this isn't science. It's...socializing, and sexuality, and emotions. I'm no good at that sort of thing. But it doesn't make me an idiot; at worst, I'm socially reclusive.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Nope! It makes you an idiot. Sorry, but it's true.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[Arthur has now moved on from pouting to sulking. He pulls his hand back, shoving it into the pocket with the watch. He rolls it around in his palm for a moment, tucking the DVD under his arm] Well, thank you anyway for the film.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You're touching your watch again.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

[He pauses, sighs, and pulls his hand out of his pocket] I'm sorry.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Good boy! I'd give you a dog treat, but I don't have any on me.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't take it. I'm not a dog.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You're human. That's worse.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm sorry I can't be anything but. [He actually sounds a bit hurt about this. The wonders of 'you will be held back by the fact that you are only human' issues the Master has spawned]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Am I going to get you to cry twice already?

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

No. That....you're not. It's been a while since then.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And you're a grown man. You really need to toughen up.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

I'm the way I am. Well, certainly not in your opinion, but the point stands.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

No one is precisely as they are.

[scienceandgod.livejournal.com]

I present myself as a scholar; a man of both science and God.

What else am I?