047 - The Master's mildly perturbed

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Free at last. Back to the Barge, back to my accommodations, and back to my proper body.

'Pop'! We really must play catch again sometime. Gee whiz, it must have been so swell for you to see what life would have been like if your darling hadn't perished so young.

Oh, and to my helpful neighbour and librarian, thank you for trying to turn me into

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But that's not how it's done!

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Oh, and why do you think that? Would you have given me all the love and affection necessary to make me an upstanding citizen, or would you have merely beaten the madness out of me?

Come on, I'm curious.

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Well, that wouldn't have been terribly difficult. Mummy was a drinker, and daddy? Oh, he just loved the belt too much.

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Would you believe me if I'd said I never met my genetic forbearers? The problem with looming one's young. So tragic.

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Nope! I just enjoy lying to you. I am what I am because it's my nature. Unlike yourself, I don't define myself by my tragedies.

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The Doctor has never had to save me.

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I define myself by something else entirely.

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The drums.