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[The Doctor, after an encounter with a certain Time Lord who shall remain nameless, is utterly and completely smashed, thanks to some hot springs hijinks. He is also utterly and completely naked, and sprawled out in one of the indoor mineral baths.

He's got a ridiculously fake grin plastered (pun intended) all over his face as he fiddles with his indigo ring, inspecting it with his sonic screwdriver. Both of which are clearly awesome bath toys. Feel free to go wtf at him, especially because he is humming "Tainted Love" to himself during all this. Off-key. Clearly he should stick to dancing in this regeneration.]

((ooc: Slow tags will be slooow while I am writing this paper. But it will be done by tomorrow. Hopefully. Fff.))

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[smirks]

That which was to be demonstrated has been. ὅπερ ἔδει δεῖξαι.

[he is going to wipe that smirk off your face, Master. actually, he is going to snog it off. after he grabs you and yanks you right into the bath, that is. ...So much for not acting on impulse.]

[there's a moment's pause]

[then---]

Doctor, you got me wet.

[priorities: the Master has 'em]

And I hope you feel ashamed of yourself for snogging a married man. A married man who happens to be responsible for multiple counts of planetary demolition. I know you're a mass-murderer yourself, but there is still a distinction between our crimes.

[just for that, have a splash. in your face. :|] D'you ever shut up?

[splashes him back]

You don't.

[hooray, another splash fight!] Do too! Sometimes. Maybe. ...Sort of.

Never.

[gets himself out of the bath, and then uses his screwdriver to heat up the water in it even more]

[asdf;lkj HOT, Nine scrambles out of the bath to escape the heat. and now you have a very wet and very naked Doctor standing in front of you, Master, good job] Oi! I was enjoying that temperature.

You were enjoying plenty of things, apparently. Get some clothing on, why don't you?

[fff. he glances around for his robe, and slips it on when he finds it] Don't tell me you weren't enjoying any of it.

On the list of people I feel the need to snog, you're not ranking too high.

I'm still on the list though, and that - hang on, there's a list?

Would you like to see it?

[...yes] What happened to being a married man and breaking vows and all that?

What happened to Dorothy Gale?

[rolls his eyes] She's not my wife. Or anything remotely similar. Even if I did fancy her, which I don't, I don't do domestics.

Is that your way of justifying infidelity?

What's your way of justifying it? Seeing as how you're the only one of us who's actually involved with someone.

I don't seem to remember having anything to justify.

You're the one with a list, not me.

Ever heard of non-literal speech?

Doesn't really matter if it's a literal list or a metaphorical list, does it?

There's no list, literal or otherwise. It was a way of expressing my distaste.

Idiot.

So what you're saying is, you really a completely devoted husband, who honestly only ever wants his wife? [and, not because he actually knows anything, but after all the little tidbits he's picked up, he has a hunch...] Wonder what my Tenth would have to say about that.

[The Master looks at him for a moment, and then laughs very, very darkly. Homicidally so, one might suggest.]

Regarding the sanctity of marriage? That depends which one you're asking.

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