While the Master talked, the Doctor just stared at him with narrowed eyes. Then, quite suddenly, he got up and stepped away from the table, still holding the cards in one hand.
"Oh, for crying out loud. What is it with you nattering on?" With the other hand he pushed down his boxers, stepping out of them and straightening up again.
He did hold the cards in front of himself, only now glancing down at them. "...oh. Royal Flush." Premature stripping. This day was just not going his way.
But then, ultimately, if this was what it took to not be alone, it really wasn't as bad as all that. Worth it, perhaps even, because sometimes it almost felt like he had him back again, his friend. Even at moments when he was standing naked in front of him with a winning hand of cards in his hand.
With such a bright smile, the Master flipped his cards over to reveal how bad his hand was. Oh yes, the Doctor could of easily of won that if he'd played the game, instead of folding and giving in like that. With a slightly immature chuckle, the Master pulled himself up from his chair and picked up his shoes. "Oh yes, definitely bigger. But, like you said, it's apparently cold in here so."
That was it then, that was everything he wanted to get. And yes, he was very amused and very proud of himself.
With that wonderful moment, the Master turned away and started to walk out of the room with no further words. Hey, he never said he had to pay attention to him if he stripped off. He had no obligations. He was the winner here, he just wanted his reward. Oh to have a camera at this moment, he would of loved to frame the Doctor's expression.
Well, it wasn't as if the Doctor had expected any naked bonding time. That last bit was quite the challenge though, so he had to call after him. "It's bigger on the inside!"
A moment passed, then he snorted. "That was horrible." He said it to no one in particular as he started to get dressed again. All in all, this hadn't gone so bad. At least the Master was finally talking to him again.
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"Oh, for crying out loud. What is it with you nattering on?" With the other hand he pushed down his boxers, stepping out of them and straightening up again.
He did hold the cards in front of himself, only now glancing down at them. "...oh. Royal Flush." Premature stripping. This day was just not going his way.
But then, ultimately, if this was what it took to not be alone, it really wasn't as bad as all that. Worth it, perhaps even, because sometimes it almost felt like he had him back again, his friend. Even at moments when he was standing naked in front of him with a winning hand of cards in his hand.
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That was it then, that was everything he wanted to get. And yes, he was very amused and very proud of himself.
With that wonderful moment, the Master turned away and started to walk out of the room with no further words. Hey, he never said he had to pay attention to him if he stripped off. He had no obligations. He was the winner here, he just wanted his reward. Oh to have a camera at this moment, he would of loved to frame the Doctor's expression.
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A moment passed, then he snorted. "That was horrible." He said it to no one in particular as he started to get dressed again. All in all, this hadn't gone so bad. At least the Master was finally talking to him again.