The Master was in the infirmary resting. The rest was via a mild sedative and not quite as he would have preferred. It left him feeling sluggish and out of sorts.
Despite this, he was awake immediately when the door was opened. He didn't yet know who he was speaking to, but he slowly pushed himself up with his good arm. His other was bound to his chest, broken, and would heal within the next week.
He managed a smile, though it was not the usual manic one he would wear. It was lacking the energy behind it.
"Come to check on me already? I told you I wouldn't be in till late. You should be able to manage tucking yourself in for one evening at least. I'm not fit to play mother tonight."
The room spun a moment as he swung his feet over the edge of the medical bed, and he pulled in a deep, slow breath. Damnit. He despised this.
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Date: 2011-12-20 08:39 pm (UTC)Despite this, he was awake immediately when the door was opened. He didn't yet know who he was speaking to, but he slowly pushed himself up with his good arm. His other was bound to his chest, broken, and would heal within the next week.
He managed a smile, though it was not the usual manic one he would wear. It was lacking the energy behind it.
"Come to check on me already? I told you I wouldn't be in till late. You should be able to manage tucking yourself in for one evening at least. I'm not fit to play mother tonight."
The room spun a moment as he swung his feet over the edge of the medical bed, and he pulled in a deep, slow breath. Damnit. He despised this.