32 // [Dream]

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[The Master rarely sleeps. As an old acquaintance of his said once, "Sleep is for tortoises." And that's at least one thing he's said that the Master can agree with. Why sleep when there are so many more, interesting options for what he could be doing?

Of course, given long enough, he does need sleep, but that's not what's happening tonight. Tonight

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....I think this is what comes of writing whilst tired. Sorry, man.

[neverendingbeat]

"Right!" says the Master. "Where was I?! Oh yes." Pulling his arm out of Lucy's, he runs over to the window, yelling, "Down you go kids!" as millions of Toclafane stream from a red crevasse in the sky. He watches for a while, and then turns around, speaking to Xemnas.

"That's Earth, down there." He gestures violently at the window. "Mine. All mine." He bounds over to Lucy and kisses her with equal violence, bending her back as one hand grips tightly in her hair. "Lucy," he says, after he breaks the kiss. Lucy smiles absently and lowers her eyes. "My wife. She'd do anything for me. Lovely, loyal--NO." He grabs her arm before she can raise the gun that is suddenly in her hand. "Wrong!" He wrenches it away from her and sideswipes her to the ground. She maintains the absent smile throughout and eventually, he smiles back fondly and then strides over to the Doctor.

"The Doctor," he announces, ruffling the Doctor's hair. "Also mine. In fact, I see no reason to even age you, Doctor, really. I know what happens. And you'll be so good anyway

[letxequalnull]

"If we were to use him as the progenitor each time it would. But there are methods around that if one knows how to arrange it."

Needless to say, Xemnas knows how to arrange it. Perhaps if he calls in some Wyverns?

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Sighing, the Master asks, "Very well, go on, what methods?" He still intends to use the Doctor for the major continents--it's too funny not to--but he's also a fan of expediency.

[letxequalnull]

There's a smile and with a gesture, Xemnas lets his words speak for him as a trio of Wyverns appear behind him.

"The varieties they create may not share their attributes but they will be able to cross the distance at hand."

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The Master's face lights up with interest. He'd really like to try taking one of those Wyverns apart; it looks a lot more solid than any other Heartless he's seen thus far.

"What wonderful creatures," he says fervently. "Set them loose." He points to the southwest. "That's as good a direction as any...not to mention that there's rather a lot of islands in that direction."

[letxequalnull]

Despite appearances, they're made of exactly the stuff as the others. Dissecting them would prove meaningless at best. But if he were asked, Xemnas would glad let the Master dissect whatever Heartless he wished.

But that would be a matter for another time.

"It is done." Done even before he'd spoken, orders rippling out on the darkness even as he heard them.