"You know, there's an easier way to go about finding out the true meaning of Christmas, my dear Doctor. It may terrify you though, it involves conversation," the Master began, leaning closer as he lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper.
"Something you do with actual people."
He pulled his gloves out of one pocket, taking his time and fixing them on snugly.
The Master grinned triumphantly when he said he'd give the television back to him, though it turned into a slight sneer at mentioning watching something other than the shows he enjoyed. "Always a stipulation with you and yes, you do, congratulations."
He watched him a moment before trailing away from him to look around. Was it something that sensed someone searching or did it know someone had a device capable of finding it and purposely shut it off?
"You really can't have a normal Christmas can you?"
He gestured towards a building with a series of sattelite dishes on the roof. "Might be a good place to start, I think. Somewhere that can detect what I'm doing and try to stop it, yeah?"
"Well I can at least get my hopes up, you do manage an awful lot of carnage on the holidays. I wouldn't mind seeing another bout of genocide as my present," the Master announced with a rather smug, knowing grin.
Still grinning, he nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a good place to start, hope it isn't any kiddies just goofing off, they have no idea who they're dealing with."
The Master ignored that as he gave a soft chuckle. "The fire gave such a lovely contrast, made you larger than life, I thought. The kind of stuff you'd read about in legends and children's tales to keep the little brats in line."
"Take these," the Doctor said, handing over the warmed crystals to the Master roughly. "And keep an eye on their excessive heat index."
He couldn't argue with the Master's baiting. Yes, he was a legend, larger than life, and he'd committed genocide a dozen times over. But he couldn't worry about that now.
The Master's lips curled in distaste as he took the crystals, barely keeping his footing on the slick ground and scowled. "Shall I do anything else for you? Hold your coat, perhaps?"
He rolled his eyes at him. "You are far too easy to wind up."
"Something you do with actual people."
He pulled his gloves out of one pocket, taking his time and fixing them on snugly.
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He watched him a moment before trailing away from him to look around. Was it something that sensed someone searching or did it know someone had a device capable of finding it and purposely shut it off?
"You really can't have a normal Christmas can you?"
[ooc: sorry for lateness!]
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He gestured towards a building with a series of sattelite dishes on the roof. "Might be a good place to start, I think. Somewhere that can detect what I'm doing and try to stop it, yeah?"
[ooc: No worries!]
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Still grinning, he nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a good place to start, hope it isn't any kiddies just goofing off, they have no idea who they're dealing with."
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And he wouldn't let the Master get under his skin.
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He couldn't argue with the Master's baiting. Yes, he was a legend, larger than life, and he'd committed genocide a dozen times over. But he couldn't worry about that now.
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He rolled his eyes at him. "You are far too easy to wind up."
[ooc: GUESS WHAT I GOT FIXED!!!]
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He sighed, and twisted a few dials on the machine. "I'm not wound up. Now shut up, I've got a signal."
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