[Ha, someone had the ability to roll to the side comfortably. Take that, Doctor! But he couldn't move any further than that. Which was sort of a disappointment.]
Hmm... I have an idea. But-- well, where do you stand with regurgitation?
[There a few moments of awkward cough and an attempt at heaving but nothing really happens. Clearing his throat, he turned to the Doctor. No. He didn't want to throw up after all, very undignified.]
So... I have a plan B, if you're interested? [Plan B was never a good thing. The Doctor should know that by now.]
Right, my laser screwdriver is under the bed. If we can get it then we can blow up the cuffs. But to avoid major burns, we need to hit a certain spot. But I can do that, my aims pretty good.
[It was getting the laser that was the problem. The Master was trying to get his foot under the bed to find it.]
[BDSM - still had some work but he supposed this as better than last time. And perhaps he should think before he plunges into these things... but the Doctor didn't exactly set any rules.]
[For some reason, the Master thought it might be a good idea to turn on all of the vibrators to make it act like a vibrating bed that Ianto spoke about. The Doctor's teeth hadn't stopped clacking since!]
Whine, whine, whine, whine. Do you ever not complain?
[Rolling his eyes, he used his foot and threw the laser screwdriver, accidentally smacking the Doctor in the face with it. But, luckily, it rolled off the Doctor and right into his lap.]
Brilliant? I take back any time I've ever say you were. It's not true. You've managed to mess up BDSM. Master of it all? Hardly! No matter what it says on my back!
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[Then he wouldn't of swallowed the key for the sake of whimsy and showmanship... Well the professionals did it-- Well, magicians.]
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[But nooo...it's across the roooom...]
This is getting uncomfortable, Master! Move your knee!
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Hmm... I have an idea. But-- well, where do you stand with regurgitation?
[Isn't he just a wonderful romantic.]
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I don't care, just get me out!
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[There a few moments of awkward cough and an attempt at heaving but nothing really happens. Clearing his throat, he turned to the Doctor. No. He didn't want to throw up after all, very undignified.]
So... I have a plan B, if you're interested? [Plan B was never a good thing. The Doctor should know that by now.]
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What's...plan B?
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[It was getting the laser that was the problem. The Master was trying to get his foot under the bed to find it.]
At least try to help!
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I want to help--ow! But you've got things---aaaah! Lodged in places that--
AAAH!
Did you pay attention to the lesson!?
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[BDSM - still had some work but he supposed this as better than last time. And perhaps he should think before he plunges into these things... but the Doctor didn't exactly set any rules.]
Shut up and stop wriggling.
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Oh. Oooooh. I have it! [Using his feet, he raised the laser shakily and grinned with great pride. Now he just had to get it to his hands.]
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Hurrrrrrrrry! My jaw hurts!
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[Rolling his eyes, he used his foot and threw the laser screwdriver, accidentally smacking the Doctor in the face with it. But, luckily, it rolled off the Doctor and right into his lap.]
I am just too brilliant.
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[Firing the laser screwdriver, he blew the handcuffs apart... and almost took the Doctors hand off in the processed.]
Annnnd did I get you?
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