027 [accidental video]

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[When the screen first pops on, all that can be seen is a black nose. There's some sniffing at the camera, before the owner of said nose sits back--it's Koschei the kitten, who appears to have turned on the PCD by himself.

Another thing of note on the screen is in the corner of the image, where the Master can be seen sitting on a bed, holding a blood soaked rag to his ankle. He's talking to himself, clearly not amused.]

Who puts a bloody bear trap in the middle of the damned street.

[Koschei looks back at the Master before turning back to the camera, staring at it pointedly until it times out.]

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Adooooorable!

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Shut up!

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Maaaaake meeee!

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[The Doctor grins, gets up, and shoves the Master onto his back on the bed, pinning down his shoulders with his hands and smirking slightly.]

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[Hey. He flails a bit, trying to push the Doctor away.] Hmph.

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[Nope, sorry, you're not going anywhere. For his skinny frame, the Doctor's surprisingly strong, and his knees are resting lightly on the Master's thighs just to keep him from moving.]

I win~.

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You claim victory too easily.

[He grabs him by the shoulders, using his weight in order to roll them over so that he's not pinning the Doctor down.]

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Hey! That's cheating! [He squirms slightly, big brown eyes raising to meet the Master's.]

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How is that cheating? [Peeeeeeering down at him.]

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Because now you're winning. Which means you must have cheated somehow. [He keeps a straight face, adopting something of a pout.]

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I can win without cheating. And aw, what an adorable pout.

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Shut up. [He squirms underneath the Master.] Going to let me go?

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Now, why would I do that?

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You plan to keep me pinned to your bed forever? [Eyebrow raise.]

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That does sound rather kinky.

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Well now I definitely want out.

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[He's just grinning more widely at you, Doctor.]

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Masterrrrrr. [But he's grinning now too. Funny how the day started out with him being mad at the other man.]

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[Oh, how they hop from one extreme to another.]

Yes, Doctor?

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Why are you on top of me.

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Well, if it's going to go one of two ways, this is how it'd be.

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Meaning?

[He lets himself relax against the mattress, arms flopping out to the side.]

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Use your imagination, Doctor.

[Terribly amused forever, okay.]

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Remind me what the point of imagination is again? [wry smile and so SO not getting it.]

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To think of things that aren't happening in reality. At the moment, anyway.