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[a_velvet_tyrant]

Location: In the Park
For: Anyone

*is convincing the local children to kick each other by telling them of an ancient Time Lord Game called Kick the Valeyard in which the only rule is the last one still standing is the President of Gallifrey* *rubs his palms together watching the chaos and chuckling evilly*

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[whoisdonnanoble]

*wanders up, watching the kids* What are you doing?

[a_velvet_tyrant]

*raises an eyebrow* Who the devil are you?

[whoisdonnanoble]

*folds her arms over her chest, lifting her chin in clear defiance of his... Master-ish-ness* *pets typist who is totally smart* Donna. Who're you?

[a_velvet_tyrant]

*raises an eyebrow* You're human. *strokes his EVILE!goatee*

[whoisdonnanoble]

*rolls eyes* *dryly* You totally win the Kewpie doll. *frowns at him* You aren't going to defile said doll, are you? *eyes him* And you didn't answer my question.

[a_velvet_tyrant]

*decisive nod* You're one of the Doctor's pets. Which one do you belong to? *is the Master so...might be being purposefully difficut...purely for scientific research*

[whoisdonnanoble]

I am not a pet! I'll have you know, I have my very own flat! *glares at him* *is definitely being difficult because she's...Donna*

[a_velvet_tyrant]

Well, judging by your dress...I'd say...you're...late twentieth century...early twenty-first, maybe. And I know for a fact that humans haven't developed anything near sophisticated enough to travel here by then.

[whoisdonnanoble]

*glances down at her dress, then back up at him, sneering just a bit* Well, judging by your dour expression and that rubbish beard, I'd guess you were a lonely old menace with a proclivity for young boys.

[a_velvet_tyrant]

Oh I don't limit myself to young boys. That would be boring. *grins* And really, I'm not THAT old by my race's standards. About middle-aged.

[whoisdonnanoble]

Defensive, too. *smirks, lifting an eyebrow* So d'you have a name, or should I just call you Beardy?

[a_velvet_tyrant]

I've had many names. But you can call me the Master.

[whoisdonnanoble]

*rolls her eyes* Oh, Lord. Not another one.

[a_velvet_tyrant]

Oh you've met twat-y me. How nice. *grins* He is rather dear, isn't he. Silly boy that he is. But that's what you get when you choose a younger body when you regenerate.

[whoisdonnanoble]

*laughs despite herself* Yes, I've met 'im. Full-on hot, that one. *eyes him* Looks like you did yourself a good turn.

[a_velvet_tyrant]

He's a silly little man. *snickers* Nice ass, but well...lacking in truly...Masterly character.