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[demnify.livejournal.com]

[and here is the Master, on the plane, looking a bit smug and contented]

Mmm. I had a rather nice weekend. Such a rarity these days.

[okay he's actually bored with cheetahs right now, but shush]

Comments

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Why am I not surprised? Everyone else has a terrible time and you turn up all aces.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

To go with the metaphor, it's simply the luck of the draw. Someone had to have the winning hand.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Then to slightly extend the metaphor, I rolled snake eyes.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he snorts and gets a bit on the serious side] It smells like death up here. What have I missed?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[rubs his neck, turning serious as well] Diva. That vampire, you might know her. Something was wrong with her. Someone was starving her. She came here looking for food. There were deaths. I don't know how many.

[contract_star]

[May or may not still be drunk. Hei wanders by and fixes you with a death glare, Master.]

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[just grins like the devil himself and politely nods your way, Hei~]

[contract_star]

Figures you'd be the only one pleased with all this.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I've no idea what's gone on up here. I can't always be about like some people.

[contract_star]

Oh? Then you missed out on the massacre. Shame. You probably would have enjoyed it.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Paces up, looking morose.] It's a happy. I like a happy. It all smells like blood up here. [Bumps her head against his stomach.]

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he chuckles as he's bumped, then strokes her head] And death. Blood and death.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Mrrt mrrt mrrt.] Don't like it. [Rub rub.] Stinks. Stinks like the Alchemist's cages, stinks like the warehouse and the fire.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

I'm used to the smell. [he purrs in return] Smoke, fire, blood, death, fur; it has little effect on me anymore. [he pauses] Perhaps you ought to tell me of this Alchemist in depth eventually.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Leans against him, little tremors running through her enormous body.]

Scary scary scary.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It's a rarity to have a nice anything, really.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Precisely. [a pause] I take it you're new here.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I am. [He holds out a hand.] Ianto Jones.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he shakes it politely] Seta. So, Mr. Jones, how has the Astral Plane been treating you?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Overall it's not been too bad.

((Don't worry about it- I can be absolute fail at tag backs sometimes, so...))

[noking.livejournal.com]

Did you go for a run across the desert?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Well, you're not bleeding. That's certainly a step up.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he growls] It isn't as common a thing as you play it out to be, my dear Doctor.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Nor does it need to be nearly as common as it is.

How are you cheetahs?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

It's only been about three times.



They're fine, as always.