He put a hand to his chest, just over his hearts, and gave him a longing look. "You love me? Oh, be still my beating hearts, the horrors you could have averted if you'd just told me sooner. All I've every really wanted was your love and devotion."
The Master couldn't actually manage to keep a straight face during all of that, or keep the shake from his shoulders. Even his own theatrics fell short in the face of that. Still, it struck a chord, though he schooled his features not to show it.
"Your gift might have been appreciated more, if only I hadn't thought it as a way to let yourself escape from all of--" He waved the hand holding the glass around. "--This."
He then reached over for the bottle of scotch next to him, and picked it up, refilling the Doctor's glass.
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Date: 2011-12-24 04:23 am (UTC)The Master couldn't actually manage to keep a straight face during all of that, or keep the shake from his shoulders. Even his own theatrics fell short in the face of that. Still, it struck a chord, though he schooled his features not to show it.
"Your gift might have been appreciated more, if only I hadn't thought it as a way to let yourself escape from all of--" He waved the hand holding the glass around. "--This."
He then reached over for the bottle of scotch next to him, and picked it up, refilling the Doctor's glass.