Here Come the Drums...

And just like that, as quietly and without fanfare as she arrived, the wife is gone! So modest, so understated, even in her departure.

Mm.

I could really use some comfort right now.


[Private to Baby]
Happy anniversary, darling. There's a gift in your room, all wrapped up with a pretty little bow.

[OOC: And so, after this post, the Master basically knocked Martha out and laid her unconscious self out on the bed for Baby. Where he waits, too.]

I realise that you all bear a small amount of resentment towards me for certain events-- such petty grudges! It isn't as though anybody's still dead by my hand!-- but really now, these childish schoolyard rumours do harm more than just me, you know.

They hurt my darling wife. That you would make a mockery of such a fragile and delicate woman, that you would strive to make her feel so... inadequate, that you would flaunt insults against her very marriage in her face-- well.

Frankly, it makes me ashamed of all of you.

Here you are, gleefully having a laugh at an innocent woman's expense, because it may hurt me in the process. I mean, I expect this sort of behaviour from myself, but I thought you were all better than that.

[OOC: LOL no, seriously, he's the worst husband in the world :|]

Well, I've walked a mile in a female's shoes, and I must say this has been a dreadfully dull experience. And so, kids, it looks like it's time for another change!

[Private to Jackman/Hyde]
Warden.

FIX THIS.

[Private to Lucy]
I hear you've been having fun, darling. Care to enlighten me? I already know all the naughty little things you've been up to, but you know how much I love to hear them from your own lips.

[Private to the Doctor]
You've been quiet lately. What's the matter, Doctor? Does this body make you feel uncomfortable?