[He turns his off as well, grumbling to himself. Maybe if he's lucky, he'll get an opportunity to shove the Doctor off the roof. Ah, that sort of brings back memories. Maybe he'd regenerate into a pretty little blond thing again.
The Master changes into another set of clothing, ones he isn't particularly incredibly fond of, before returning outside and grabbing a brush.]
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The Master changes into another set of clothing, ones he isn't particularly incredibly fond of, before returning outside and grabbing a brush.]
Menial labor is hardly becoming of me.