19 // [Video]

[neverendingbeat]

[The device is on a desk and facing the Master's bed, where he is sitting crosslegged, facing his daemon. They're talking quietly to each other, though they probably won't be understood by most City residents, as they're speaking in Gallifreyan.]

~This is so self-indulgent.~

~Does that count as lecturing myself? I know it's self-indulgent. So is the very act of having a daemon.~

[Sayyida laughs] ~True.~

[The Master frowns.] ~I thought I'd be able to study you, once I had you. But I don't really want to, which is ridiculous.~

~It would hurt. Trust me.~

~You're probably right.~ [He sighs] ~We'll just have to wait for someone else to have the daemon curse--and for the Doctor to leave.~

[A malicious grin spreads across Sayyida's face.] ~Or we could wait for the Doctor to have the curse.~

[The Master grins, almost the same way.] ~Now that would be nice.~

~You should take my advice more often.~

~Right, and I'd really be able to maintain the Saxon facade that way.~

~You'd have more fuuuun.~

[She looks hopefully at him and he laughs, and reaches forward to fondly scratch her in between the ears. She closes her eyes and butts against his hand, a little bit like a cat.]

~Can we go to the Underground, then? I'm hungry again. And I ate well when I went there yesterday.~

[The Master has to ponder this a moment, and then shrugs.] ~All right. It might be fun.~

[Pleased to have got her way in this, Sayyida leans right up against him, butting her head against his, and he hugs her around the neck before uncrossing his legs to get off the bed.]

~I meant to ask: the drums. Do you have anything to do with them?~

[The video ends before she can answer.]

[ooc: ~'s are Gallifreyan, obviously. If you'd like to Action and meet them in the Underground, then feel free. Forgot to remention, if you missed her first post, Sayyida's a spotted hyena.]