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lucy saxon isn't as dumb as she seems to be ([info]neverthatbright) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2010-11-05 23:39:00

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Entry tags:!closed, #complete, lucy saxon, the master

WHO: Lucy Saxon and the Master
WHAT: A surprisingly calm reunion.
WHEN: Not long after Lucy posted this.
WHERE: The steps of the Grand Library, to start.
RATING: PGish [language and references to darker themes]
STATUS: Complete!

The Master was alive.

Lucy had known there was always a chance he would be resurrected. She had known, as soon as she was settled in prison, she had to start making plans to stop that from happening. However no sooner had she received her sentence did she find herself in that strange little library with knights who seemed determined to keep her out. Clutching the device they'd given her in her hand, she stared once more at the conversation she was having over what she guessed was a public message board of some kind. Her stomach tightened at the words that stared back up at her, finger lightly dancing across the small picture that made identification all too easy.

The Master was alive.

She wasn't prepared for this. She was in an unfamiliar city that apparently wasn't even on Earth, she couldn't leave, and she wasn't at all prepared to face him again. Her heart thudded painfully in her chest as she quickly scrolled through the menu of her PDA. It had given her the number of a flat, as well as a map, and she was curious if there was anything else of use. Anything at all that might help her.

Coming up empty, the woman closed her eyes for a brief moment. Her jaw quivered, lips pressing softly together as she swallowed down the emotions rampaging through her. When her eyes reopened she was calm, almost detached. Rising to her feet, she gripped her PDA tightly with one hand and began descending the stairs. She knew she wouldn't make it all the way to her new flat. She knew he was already on his way because she knew him. What she didn't know, though, was when exactly their paths would cross or what would happen once they did.



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[info]cantyouhearit
2010-11-08 08:23 am UTC (link)
Another rush of scenes and work, the Companion leaving the room as she was instructed only to return a few minutes later looking relieved only to have it fade a second later.

"The Doctor has always said that you can’t go back and change what has happened to you. I’m not sure whether he means it is impossible or just wrong"

"Both – under normal circumstances," The younger Master answered, still focused on his work. "It would be so easy with this equipment – to undo what has been done..."

"What do you believe it?" The question of a child, but the young woman standing behind him was little more than a child, with the same questioning innocence in her eyes as she looked up at her, imploring him to say what she wanted him to say.

"Oh, I believe in me. Whoever that is."


The Master broke away, a sheen of sweet on his forehead, taking deep breaths as he tried to mask the raw emotion flashing across his face as he released Lucy's face, staggering for a moment before taking a few steps backwards and collapsing into the closest chair, squeezing his eyes closed against the headache raging in his mind. It was only half the story, not even far enough into the tale to truly tell the changes, the reasons, the explanation that he'd been meaning to get to. Reaching up blindly at Lucy, he caught her hand, squeezing it for a moment as he kept his eyes closed.

"I need a minute."

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