#cloudymadman

“Are ya really?” the teen looked to the elder in surprise “Well, tha’s prolly wha’ he meant.” he gave a smile nodding to the question. “Aye, Jack Harkness, tha’s my mum. Go’ two younger siblings as well. We’re all workin’ fer Torchwood. which our dad hates.” he looked about the room “So, our Dads wanted us ta meet. Prolly mine ta ge’ me ta slow down an’ ge’ my head outta tha’ work headspace.”

Jaxon moved to sit as he stared between his sister and his Mum ‘It’s no’ all tha’ bad. So ya can stop worryin’.’ he sounded psychically to them both.

A sigh escaped the Master’s lips, a faint roll of his eyes as he stepped away and toward the bodies and with a snap of his fingers they’d disintegrated. “You should know better than to do anything of that sort around children, Vera.” he paused “Unless you’re going to tell me that the child started whaling after you’d killed them.” then again, he knew how sporadic children were, so it was a definite possibility.

“Starting so forward, are we? Going by actual names rather than our Titles?” his brow quirked “Very well then, I’ll humor you, Koschei Oakdown.” There was a glint his eyes as a smirk curled upon his lips. “and a compliment? From you, that’s a change.” a chuckle sounded, memories of their chapters never meshing during their Academy years.

The feel of soft lips against him, it was almost instinct to return the action if anything. Lips molding against the others, the Time Lord held the kiss until it was parted before exhaling a breath. “Well… I’ve had introductions before… this one takes the cake”

“I don’ think we’ve me’ before, bu’ my Da’ did say I’d be meetin’ a builder here. A builder for wha’ .. no idea.” he gave a soft shrug. “Bu’ as far as introductions go..” he extended his hand out “I’m Jaxon, Jaxon Harkness, pleasure ta meet ya, stranger.” he smiled.