RL with the Master- Kid!plot tiem!

[sky_w_diamonds]

Lucy's mouth aches from holding back her smiles as she leans on the doorjamb to the sitting room, watching Harry fiddle with the back of the television set with something that certainly wouldn't be found in an ordinary toolkit.  He's so absorbed in what he's doing that he doesn't seem to notice her at all, and despite the news she has to impart,

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[yourlordand]

The Arch Angel network officially launched internationall two weeks ago. Every mobile and telecommunications company on Earth relies on the Arch Angel satilities to operate, which creates a nifty little income the feeds directly into the Master's pocket.

Brainwashing and money. Humans are such fun.

Of course, though, no reason for it to end there. It would be much more profitable if he could control the media as well as phones. How many hours did people waste each week sitting in front of their tellies? Quite literally, he could rule the world if he can figure out how to access that directly. Poising the screwdriver at the wires, he sauters two cables together. Their plasma will never quite work the same way again but they can always buy a new one if needed

[sky_w_diamonds]

Harry's tone is quite purposefully flippant, she can tell, and she arches an eyebrow at him; she can spare a moment to indulge his tendencies toward the sarcastic. Still, though, the knowledge of the news she has to impart- and it is very, very good indeed- hammers with her pulse, urgent and gleeful, and really, there's no point holding it back, is there?

'It worked.'

Her words come out in a rush, and she grins faintly, ducking her head so that her hair falls out from where she'd had it tucked behind her ears. She meets his eyes.

'Harry, I'm pregnant.'

[yourlordand]

It worked. He glances over his shoulder at that, the jolt of success solidifying his face to stone as he watches Lucy carefully. 'Did it,' he says softly, tracking her expressions.

She looks almost bashful, which is something he's not used to seeing from her but for this -- this is huge. This is his insane pet project he never thought would have wings and now, now it's flying.

He looks back at the mess of wires tangled in his lap, the screwdriver still aimed at the centre of the pile. 'How sure are you?'

[sky_w_diamonds]

A little bubble of nerves has swelled somewhere beneath her sternum, though she couldn't say the reason for it. It could very well have to do with the sudden, careful intensity of Harry's eyes trained on her. She lifts her chin, one hand stealing compulsively to her stomach, fingers resting on the still-flat surface of it.

'Not a doubt.'

Her lips press together in a tight smile. She rather feels as if she lets the smile go completely, she'll dissolve into ecstatic laughter. 'I didn't want to tell you until I was sure, but... I am.'

She swallows, but this time she can't keep back her little, hiccoughing laugh. 'We're having a baby.'