There was only one person the Master had ever considered worthy of being called an enemy, but it was a much more complicated relationship than that implied. The current relatively amicable stage was something he was handling with as much care as he could manage. "I've been called a notorious renegade, and a mad tyrant, and I'm sure all sorts of entertaining things, but that's just rabble talking, and then it's just a fun excuse for splashy executions." Sinking into the chair, he took the hastily-filled wineglass and sniffed it like a connoisseur before taking a taste and nodding slightly in approval.
"Cocaine went through a few spells of popularity on Earth, but somehow I managed to miss them. Still, plenty of cokehead staffers at Number 10, whatever the decade. Can't say I thought much of them. And I've never heard of Spice, but from the way you say it I get the impression that I should have."
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Date: 2011-12-26 11:31 pm (UTC)"Cocaine went through a few spells of popularity on Earth, but somehow I managed to miss them. Still, plenty of cokehead staffers at Number 10, whatever the decade. Can't say I thought much of them. And I've never heard of Spice, but from the way you say it I get the impression that I should have."