18; fail :|

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[the Master paces on the Astral Plane before speaking]

Mr. Hunt? You win.

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[theguv.livejournal.com]

[oh. oh, the arrogant grin] That so, Frenchie?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[a displeased snort] By a very narrow margin. Apparently, no one can quite figure out what you are. Three had you as heterosexual, two as homosexual and two as asexual... and one of those asexual voters said you reproduce by budding.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[...] Excuse me, what?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I don't claim to understand it myself, Mr. Hunt.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Right. Anyway. [he should be grinning more, since he won, but his expression is Decidedly Sombre] So. That means I get whatever I want, right?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he nods firmly] Such were our terms.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[nods, seemingly thinking hard on this, then shrugs] I think it's about time I took you up on your earlier offer, then.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he cocks his head] What?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[crosses his arms and leans back] Said something about me being the to lawman.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

That I did. Changed your mind?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

On one condition. You don't breathe a word of it to anyone, especially Tyler.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[smirks at you] Failed at yet another scheme then? How unsurprising.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[the Master steps close to Gene, doing that personal space invasion he often does] Of course, he'd just cause problems, wouldn't he?


[he smirks] You've made a wise choice, Mr. Hunt. I treat my allies very well, provided they remain useful to me.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

By a very narrow margin.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[doesn't move, though he's sorely tempted to punch the Master for getting too close] Something like that, yeah. And I don't give a damn how you treat me, but you don't go near my team. You don't have any reason to anymore. Got it?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

The margin does not matter. You still lost. [grins] Again.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

If they come near me of their own accord, I will do as I like - but I've no particular reason to initiate contact...

[the Master chuckles for a moment, then speaks lowly] Just remember, Mr. Hunt... in accepting this? You work for me, now. You obey my orders as I give them, should I need to.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

If they come near you, let me handle it. Got it?

[glowers at him, arms still crossed] We'll see how well that works. Boss or not, I'm still the Gene Genie and I do what I want, how I want it. That's not bloody well going to change.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Mmm, fine.

[pats him on the shoulder] I don't care how you go about my orders. If there's someone I want locked away, and there is legal reason for you to do it, as long as the person is caught... it makes no difference to me.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

A small, insignificant thing. It matters little.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[glares] You can start letting me do things my way by not touching me, you poof. [sniffs] What sort of blokes are you looking to lock up?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he draws his hand away] My sincerest apologies. It's a bit of a habit.

[he crosses his arms] For now, I'm still monitoring individuals here. You'd be wise to do the same. Any trouble you get into, especially regarding the other people who can reach this place, I want to know about.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[snorts] I can take care of myself, Frenchie.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[keeps smirking] Of course it does, Master.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I know you can - but you will tell me regardless.

You'll also refer to me by a proper name. If you don't wish to use 'Master', 'Mr. Seta' works just as well.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Fine. But I'm not calling you by that sissy poofter name of yours. Either of 'em. Deal with it.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Then you had better find a name I like.

[he then steps away and paces]

Another issue I need to address. Our... realities. You've obviously some of mine in yours. Depending on things, it could be very counterproductive. There is a virus in my reality, airborne, that turns things into those cheetahs - as you are aware of.

If it infects you, you shall be of no use to me. It affects the human body incredibly fast, and while changed humans make for excellent pets and fighters, they've little use in the means of... civil service. Should any area of your reality change to where it is more savanna like than anything else, avoid it. Keep your men from it as well.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Or maybe you better like the name I give you.

[watches him quietly, thinking] Assuming your reality and mine keep merging -- and I'm hoping they don't, because I rather hate you -- what's to say my reality won't override yours and the virus or whatever the bloody hell it is becomes ineffective?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he pauses] There's a chance of that. Still, for now, it would be in your best interest to avoid those areas.

[he then grins, exposing his fangs] Unless you want a set of these and the eyes to match.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

You enjoy pushing your luck, don't you?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I'm not particularly afraid of you, if that's what you're implying. I highly doubt you can do anything to me, no matter your posturing.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

I'll keep an eye out for them.

[quirks a brow] Not really, no.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Good.

I think we should start meeting in person, at least for information, situation updates, and so I can give you orders. It's much too easy to be seen speaking together here.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Tyler could still see you if we did, you know. But fine. Where were you thinking?