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[therealpm]

*picks up blackberry*

*scrolls through menu to check messages*

...odd.

I didn't know Cameron had-

...ah.

*smirks*

Well isn't this amusing.

*Tosses a pinch of powder into the grate and steps through to the laboratory of The Machine*

Machine, I require a complete facsimile of this.

*Holds up blackberry*

Software and data will do for now, but I need a physical version by tomorrow.

*smirks*

An exact copy- nothing less.

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[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*reaches round to grab a plate and a bowl*

I'm sure The Machine will be ever so careful.

...fetch the milk, would you, George?

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

Could it be careful and somewhat faster please?

*slowly heads to the fridge*

*wrinkles nose*

I wish you'd store your experiments in the fridge in your basement.

*shifts beef and salmon out of way of potential drips from suspicious jars*

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

They get lonely down there.

*smirks at George's horrified face*

*nabs the butter from the open fridge*

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

*snatches hand back*

Dogs are generally enough for normal people!

*shudders and returns to coffee, attempting not to think of the way they were moving*

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

How dull.

*slides eggs out of frying pan and onto buttered toast*

There, stop grumbling.

*rummages around in cupboard for granola*

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

*glances at the two entwined dogs in their basket*

Yes, your father did call you dull. What are you going to do about it?


*scowls*

Bark at me? I see...

*stops grumbling and sits heavily down on his chair*

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*seats self significantly more gracefully opposite George, with a bowl of something unsociably healthy.*

*gestures at George with a spoon*

You really ought to stop twisting my words, dear boy. You are not the press office.

*carefully selects a small spoonful of cereal and milk*

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

I would suggest that I learned from spending time with the best but... nope, he's not here.

*tucks in to breakfast*

Pass the paper.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

It's true, the Tories do have a more natural affinity for deceit than Labour.

*spoons more cereal into mouth*

*swallows*

Get it yourself.

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

Hah! You are in humorous form this morning.

And I was being... relatively polite. *snatches Telegraph from across the table, next to Peter's elbow*