Mar. 10th, 2011

iehcsok: ([Suit up] Pissed off)
Who: Doctor and Master
What: More Valiant fun timez

This week, by how the other seemed to measure it, was a good one. The Master had not lashed out, he hadn't destroyed anything and minus a slight incident where a guard had boiling hot tea thrown at their face, the Master had been very well behaved.

It was impressive really, he'd been quite good. But all good things must come to an end.

The morning his tennis ball went missing and his headache was getting worse was the morning that any positive atmosphere died.

"It couldn't of just disappeared! Either find it fast or my friends here will make examples of you all," There were 12 people on the deck and the Toclafane were happily whirling around them, chirping in agreement and crazing a slaughter. All it would take is one word from the Doctor and his work force would be reduced to a pile of gore.

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