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The Master (chess_master) wrote in wariscoming,

When given the vial, the Master looked at the contents. The color of it didn't look appetizing, but he wasn't going to be picky about it if it would help him. When Phoebe asked if everyone was ready, he nodded. "I'm ready." He pulled the stopper out of the vial and moved over to the Gate. He downed the potion, making a face at the taste. The Master managed to not gag, but the stuff tasted bad. As long as it helped, he'd drink as much of it as needed.

The Master stepped into it and looked over at Fred, who had the controls at hand. Only a couple more minutes and they'd know if this worked or not. With every fiber of his being, he truly hoped it worked. He couldn't live like this anymore, and he really didn't want to use up a regeneration trying to fix himself. Besides, what if regenerating wasn't enough to fix it? He silently waited for Fred to work the machine and for the two witches to do their spell. His gaze turned to them, briefly wondering if they'd do something to mess him up even more. Then he turned his gaze to Romana. He wondered what was going through her head, and he knew she'd be hated for doing this, which would only push her closer to him. All in all, it would be perfect.