Nasty bunch, it would seem. I wonder if they’re not unlike Eternals.
Perhaps they are Eternals.
… [Wordlessly, he pulls a small mirror from his coat pocket and hands it to the Master.]
-The Master takes it and notes that there are words on his forehead. He grumbles a bit and then takes out a packet of moist towelettes and takes one out to clean his forehead.- Bloody Grey-faces.
Good heavens, whatever is a trigger warning?
Excuse me? -the Master asks, not knowing what was stamped onto his forehead quite yet.-
Yes, well. Things change, and that. Gross, nostalgia.
So, you’ve located me to tell me that you’re pushing a visiting old friend on me? Doctor, that is incredibly inhospitable of you. Not to mention, you are not taking into consideration my current duties.
omg tater go to sleep silly
((I can’t, I’m at work. Then I need to pack. Then I need to drive home.
In other news, I have just discovered that eyebrows are super soft omg))
-The Master hears a strange noise and looks up from the book he’s reading, only to see the Doctor appear from out of no where. The Time Lord jumps and drops his book. It falls on the floor, and he glares at the other.- Hello, Doctor.
-Text- I’ve been incredibly busy. I’ll stop by soon.