text; oo3 [forward dated to monday morning sirens]

[universaljanitor]

[Anyone who ventures outside after the morning sirens will be able to find a certain piece of paper plastered just about everywhere within a six foot man's reaching distance. And the papers are literally everywhere. On trash cans, walls, doors, stuffed in mail slots and mailboxes, even a good few dropping down the chimney in wrapped up little bags. Heck, there are even some bobbing about in the half-frozen waters in the Port.

But in addition to all of this, just an hour or so after the sirens go off, just about everyone the Doctor's seen post to the network since his arrival (regardless of if he's spoken to them or not) is getting a text with a very simple message... and a rather familiar looking attachment.]

ATTN: Don't miss out on the opportunity of a lifetime!
_____________________image attachment: A LIMITED TIME OFFER

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[voice]

[pawnofrassilon]

[Have a sigh that sounds vaguely sensual.]

Maybe once I've exhausted all other nutritional sources.

[voice]

[universaljanitor]

[Vaguely he can ignore. After all, it happens more often than not]

As long as the other Doctor and I are here, after burgers and rats rocks are the only other sources.

[The impossible choice: to continue staying with Rose or to play babysitter for the Master.

Thankfully for the both of them, the Tenth is from the middle of his Time Lord Victorious streak. Meaning... well, the longer he can go about doing what he wants, the better.]

[voice]

[pawnofrassilon]

[The Master laughs long and low.]

It almost sounds as if you have any say in the matter. You or him.

[voice]

[universaljanitor]

[And suddenly? Things are serious.]

Don't. [His voice is tense, and he sucks in a breath of air.] Just. Don't.

If there's anything you should have learned over all these years, Master. I win. I always win. But I'm not going to see you die again. You will find a way to coexist. Or I will find one for you.

[voice]

[pawnofrassilon]

[Oh, that insufferable, smug little]

First time for everything.

Or, really, it would be the second time. Wouldn't it?

Anyhow, I'd love to chat, hear all about your little plan to try and save me... but I've got to run. Absolutely starving. What do you think? Mexican? Italian? Or maybe something a bit closer to 'home'. Good old hearty English cuisine.