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theonlymaster ([info]theonlymaster) wrote in [info]tempus_alt,
@ 2010-03-15 20:28:00

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Closed to Jenny

The Master strode along the busy streets of cardiff watching the humans as he went past.  They were so dull, so drab, so... uninteresting.  He had set up a temporary base of operations in a warehouse but the necessity of equipment was forcing him to go out in public again.  And yet again the Master found himself wishing he had found some lackeys to do his bidding.   If he had simply found a couple of weakminded humans to do what he wanted then he wouldn't be doing this kind of legwork on his own.  There was the other reason as well.  Other than his hair, his appearance had not shifted at all.  Of course, nobody had recognized him yet... but there was always the off-chance that one of the humans was paying the least bit of attention.  Not that the Master truly cared.  The humans didn't matter.  Never did in fact.  It would come down to the Doctor and the Master in the end.  Just like it always did.            
 


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[info]rejenny
2010-03-28 08:44 pm UTC (link)
"I do. I was born into a war. Created to be a soldier. ...But we carry on, yeah?" Jenny smiles at him, pushing away from a subject she doesn't want to talk about, a past she'd rather forget.

"...Now, shall we go?"

"And he would worry. I haven't known my father for very long, but he has a habit of forgetting that I'm not a child, always looking out for me. What a dad does, I suppose." Jenny takes the man's arm, "And yes, we shall!" She laughs, "In all of this excitement, you've forgotten why you're out and about, and I've forgotten my manners. We haven't even introduced ourselves! I'm Jenny." She can't help but grin after she says her name. She loves it. It's something that's uniquely hers, something that says so much about who she is while barely saying anything at all.

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