The Master (knockfourtimes) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2013-06-21 13:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | the 9th doctor : fantastic_doc, the master : knockfourtimes |
Who: The Ninth Doctor and the Master.
When: After this
Where: The library
What: The Master meets Nine.
Warnings: TBD
The Master paced in his moments of strength, Scurried when he felt paranoid, and in both instances, remained ever watchful for the man known as The Doctor. Of course, he knew better. He knew his true name, just as The Doctor knew his. They knew each other well enough and yet, it was if they didn't know each other at all. So many Doctors! And there he stood alone against them all. Well.... how times never changed.
Gently, the Master drummed his fingers along the edge of a book shelf. That same pattern. Four beats, one after the other in rapid succession. Smiling to himself, he realised that the Doctor was going to find out more than he wanted to. If the Doctor was afraid of screwing up his timeline, he was in for a shock. The Master had already told him things he shouldn't have known. And if the Doctor was going to help, he'd need to know more. The drums, the beginning.... his resurrection. Yes, it was all a vital part. Unless of course.... The Doctor hadn't come to help him at all! Maybe he had come to stop him!
His tall stance changed and he crouched over, hiding, peeking out from behind the book case. He nibbled his nails and drew his hood up, eyes darting around nervously. If only he still had his old laser screwdriver. He missed that one but at least he had made something new. Another screwdriver. It didn't feel the same but it was something at least.