( audio o7 )

[verylast]

-- Of course it's in there, you're clearly not looking hard enough.

[ There's a rustle, and then another voice muttering something that really doesn't bear repeating, thank you very much, Master, before the Doctor's voice filters in again. ]

Oh fine, here let me look, I know my way around better than you do and -.

Why did the door just close? [ A longer pause. ] And why won't it open?

Comments

[worstretconever]

Don't be stupid, you probably just need to jiggle the knob a bit.

[verylast]

[ Huff. ]

I have, but by all means, have a go if you want to.

[worstretconever]

[The Master nudges him out of the way with his shoulder and jiggles the doorknob a bit.

Nothing.]

Where's your blasted screwdriver?

[verylast]

[ But it doesn't do wood. ]

Here.

[ Jacket pocket, here you go. ]

[worstretconever]

[Well, that's why he's sonicing the metal bits of the door, gosh. And then banging it against the door a couple times when that doesn't work.]

Brilliant.

[verylast]

Perhaps it's a curse.

[ Trying not to elbow the Master as he searches for his device. Oh ... it's on. ] Blimey.

[worstretconever]

Why are all of my curses your fault?

[verylast]

That's not true.

[ Yes, yes it is. ] The circus wasn't my fault at least.

[worstretconever]

Technically it wasn't, but it still counts.

[Don't question the Master's logic.]

[verylast]

[ Pouty facing. ]

I'm not the one in charge around here, in case you've failed to notice. The deities know what they're doing.

[worstretconever]

You're the one who turned me into a rabbit.

[verylast]

That was an accident.

Besides you were fluffy and adorable, why is that a bad thing?

[worstretconever]

Do you think I want to be fluffy and adorable?

[verylast]

[ ... ] It might do you some good.

[worstretconever]

Or I'd just end up like the rabbit in Monty Python.

[verylast]

[ Flapping his hands slightly and then. ]

Oh look, I've found it. [ He lifts down the book from a high shelf and grins.

Of course, they're still stuck. ]

[worstretconever]

Oh, that's great, good job. [He takes the book from the Doctor and then promptly hits him over the head with it.] You bloody idiot.

[verylast]

Ow.

[ Fingers soothing over the spot. ] What was that for?

[worstretconever]

[Lineface.]

Either being you or getting us locked in here, take your pick.

[verylast]

[ Why can't you just be nice? ]

Hitting me's not going to magically get us out you know.

[worstretconever]

[Because he's the Master.]

Are you sure? Because I'll gladly hit you some more if you suddenly change your mind on that. Even if you don't, really.

[verylast]

[ Leaning back against the wall. ]

No. Now try and be useful, won't you? Or be quiet long enough for me to think of an escape.

[worstretconever]

Pot, kettle, black.

[But he starts reading the book by the light of the screwdriver anyway.]

[verylast]

[ :C

Well, at least he's quiet. So the Doctor just starts trying to explore their cramped little cupboard. There are shelves. And dusty things. And coats. Which he promptly knocks over by accident so the Master gets hit in the face with them. ]

Oops?

[worstretconever]

[The Master pulls a face and throws the coats back at the Doctor.]

I'm so glad the Rani isn't here anymore. We'd never hear the end of this.