[RL con el Master - Time Vortex poisoning! :(]

[timey_wimey]

Well if this didn't beat just about every other situation he'd ever found himself in. Trapped, Vortex poisoned and stopping everyone from getting anywhere and not just him, and just to put the icing on the cake, the universe's biggest psychologist's field day out to get him.

Didn't look like he had much of a choice in the matter, really.

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[timey_wimey]

As a matter of fact, the Doctor did see. And other than raising his eyebrows and inwardly marveling at the Master's ability to be completely and utterly petty, he ignored it. As it was, now that they'd both had time to cool off after everything that had happened earlier, he was at a loss himself for what to do.

"Errm. Actually..." he started, awkwardly. Then he stuck his hands into his pockets, staring at a point somewhere over the Master’s head – a sure sign that a long-winded explanation was coming. "Well, this is a rare thing, but for once I have no idea. Food…? No wait, we’ve already done that, haven’t we… games, Earth television… other television.” He sucked in a breath and looked at the Master with a lop-sided grin. “Well, like you said earlier, you’re the guest.”

((Sorry to post and run, my mum's after me again... -_-))

[doyouhearthem.livejournal.com]

The Master's head popped up at the mention of games.

"Games? What sort of games?"

There was a childish lilt to his voice when he said that, which he caught. He sneered at the Doctor in distaste.

"Had better not involve running around the TARDIS again. That one's old and you're better at it since it's yours anyway."