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fracturedrp2012-02-11 09:00 pm
traken-master.livejournal.com) wrote in fracturedrp2012-02-11 09:00 pm
Prisoner
He'd only wanted to go home, the Master reflected, as he paced the floor of his cell. Being trapped always grated on his nerves. Being stuck in an entire universe was bad enough! This cell was truly affecting his mind. He'd been here a week and he knew how many stones formed the walls, ceilings, and floor. He played with the numbers for hours, multiplying them, dividing them, using them as constants in some of his favorite complex formulas.
It was becoming late. He'd already been fed his dinner, a chunk of bread, dried meat, and a tomato. Evidently, his captors, for now, wanted him alive and healthy. They would eventually regret it, of course. The Master had escaped better prisons than this. It was only, if his own thoughts would forgive the expression, he chuckled, a matter of time.
It was becoming late. He'd already been fed his dinner, a chunk of bread, dried meat, and a tomato. Evidently, his captors, for now, wanted him alive and healthy. They would eventually regret it, of course. The Master had escaped better prisons than this. It was only, if his own thoughts would forgive the expression, he chuckled, a matter of time.