[the Master appears on the Astral Plane, pacing and snarling. if he had fur, it would stand on end, but for now he simply seems to be rather pissy about something]
[perhaps if you remain such a good boy~] What else? [the Master proceeds to switch his demeanour, take on a facade of being at ease] Trapped on a planet stuck mid-explosion with a species I cannot stand aside from their usefulness. Not to mention, one can only eat other sentient species for only so long before it becomes completely and utterly annoying.
[hurray~] You ever gonna get over that? Pity party left a long time ago. [narrows his eyes] If I see one of your bloody cats in my city again, though, I'm sending them back to you without any tails.
No. [he smiles politely] Ah, Mr. Hunt, I don't think that would be wise. [he leans in towards Gene and speaks lowly] You work for me, remember? That means they work with you. Besides, you wouldn't like it if I were to do something to those under you, hmmm?
[he really hates it when you invade his personal space, Master :/] My team doesn't go around snatching your little pets and terrorising cities, now do they? You keep them away from my reality. That's final.
[you'll get used to it one day, Gene, but for now he does go back to where he was] I would expect if they were to somehow end up here, they would do precisely that. You see, humans have this lovely sort of xenophobia. If it's not human, catch it, experiment on it, cut it open, see how everything works. And just to be safe, raze the civilization.
[he waves a hand dismissively] But it's no matter.
Now, Mr. Hunt, you certainly don't think a breach goes only one way?
[he rolls his eyes] Because there is other business to attend to. For example, if you wish to keep your team unharmed, I'll need their names. On the off-chance that one of the bloody cheetahs disobeys me and goes hunting in your reality, I'll have names to work with. I'll simply put out the order that whomever they capture must be brought alive.
I don't think anyone in my city is stupid enough to walk into your bloody savanna.
[he really doesn't trust you, Master] If I give you their names, how can I be sure you won't target them yourself? I don't trust your control of those cats enough to believe a word you say.
I happen to be a human and I'm bright enough you di -- [he's cut off by being dragged, against his will, into the Master's reality, which he welcomes with a long string of curses as he stumbles and hits the ground after they arrive. thanks for letting go, Master]
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No, Mr. Hunt. You're still present.
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[he waves a hand dismissively] But it's no matter.
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[hmphs] And why's that?
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[he rolls his eyes] Because there is other business to attend to. For example, if you wish to keep your team unharmed, I'll need their names. On the off-chance that one of the bloody cheetahs disobeys me and goes hunting in your reality, I'll have names to work with. I'll simply put out the order that whomever they capture must be brought alive.
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[he really doesn't trust you, Master] If I give you their names, how can I be sure you won't target them yourself? I don't trust your control of those cats enough to believe a word you say.
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[he pauses, before violently seizing the front of Gene's clothes in his hands; he hisses his next words] I'll show you just how much control I have.
[and he drops from the Astral Plane, fully intending on dragging Gene with him and shoving him onto Cheetah planet in the process]
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The bloody hell you think you're doing?!
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I intend on showing you just how much control I have.
[he grins wickedly]
Look around you, Mr. Hunt.
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