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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]

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[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.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[which he can feel those, you know, so he just continues stroking Cy] I would expect so, with such a small cat you are normally.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Hunkers down.] Would love this me, would love to pinch to pull to hurt. [Shudders again.]

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he crouches] Ah, but you've fangs like this. [he casually slips his hand under one of Cy's paws, applies just a bit of pressure on a toe to try to unsheathe a claw] Not to mention claws. I expect you could rend him in moments.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She watches her claws slide out under the pressure; they're about as long as a grown man's middle finger and easily as thick.]

But he's got the gases. The burning stinging freezing ones. He looks at you and makes you fall asleep.