016 [video, backdated to Saturday]

[soundsofdrums]

[The Master isn't quite looking at the PCD when it turns on. Currently, he's laid up in a bed in the clinic, bandages wrapped around his head and various parts of his body, including his neck. Cuts and bruises litter his skin, and he's looking incredibly worse from the wear. His eyes are hardly focused, as well, and when he speaks, he doesn't even look at the screen yet. His voice is quiet, hoarse even.]

Whoever decided it would be...a funny idea to attack me? ...Big mistake.

[With that, he looks at the screen, gaze hardening for just a brief moment.]

I will find out who you are.

[He goes silent as he looks away and gets that far-off look again. It's fairly obvious that his body wasn't the only thing just recently damaged. After several moments, he reaches over, fumbling for the PCD and turning it off.]

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Re: [video/private]

[soundsofdrums.livejournal.com]

[Its perfectly safe. Right now, the Master is simply trying to stay focused.]

Don't...be ridiculous. Don't go. Again. Don't be the same damn way as always.

[video/private -> offline]

[haspaceteeth.livejournal.com]

[That... strikes a chord. He knows the Master's insane, just as much as he knows that he's, really, his oldest enemy.

And yet he's also his oldest friend... and the memory of his last 'death' is still fresh in his mind, regardless of how he acts.

So there's a flash of thoughtfulness across the Doctor's face before he simply ends the feed with a click. He doesn't need coordinates, not to find the Master of all people, even if he wasn't in such an obvious place. But either way, its a few minutes before he's poking his head around the corner, scanning the room before strutting forward and peering down at his old enemy's somewhat sad position.]

.... What did you mean 'as always'? As far as I remember, you're the one who went insane. [........ Yeah, sorry, he just has to poke at your cheek, Master. Its a way to gauge just how hurt you really are.]

[offline]

[soundsofdrums.livejournal.com]

[He registers that the Doctor is there, and it makes him relax a little bit. But he still doesn't look up at him.]

You---don't act angelic, Doctor. Not when you scorned me for centuries. Not when you left me from the start.

[offline]

[haspaceteeth.livejournal.com]

[He's off and fetching a chair while the Master responds, sinking into it with a little groan.]

Well you have to admit, you do try to kill me more often than not. [He chuckles, though. Softly.] Now, do we really have to have this argument?

[offline]

[soundsofdrums.livejournal.com]

And you've succeeded at it the other way around more often.

[He grows quiet again.]