The Master (King of the Wastelands!) (
pawnofrassilon) wrote2011-04-19 01:12 am
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For Eileen <3<3
On a cold spring evening in Wiltshire, in the year 2011, a man falls to Earth.
Some children look up and think they see a shooting star that night. Adults, knowing that whatever it is is far too large, think it might be a comet or meteor. Or else they assume it's a trick of the eyes, an afterimage of a headlamp on the road. Some, oddly enough, think of angels. News reports are non-definitive.
Much like the film, the man isn't quite a 'man' at all-- not by the twenty-first century Earth definition, anyhow. He's alien, though it's only by the doubling of his pulses and the nature of his abrupt appearance in the first place that any human could tell.
Unlike the film, he isn't particularly concerned with saving his home world. Not anymore.
The Master lies very still for a long time, heedless of the fact he's crumpled up in the middle of an open field. He's fallen quite a distance, even for a Time Lord. And many of his injuries are much, much older than that. His clothes are little more than rags, torn to shreds and singed to the point of near purposelessness. If it's even possible, he's dirtier than ever. Exhausted. Parched. Hungry. So hungry.
Eventually it's the hunger that gets him up and keeps him moving. Feeling the click and slide of bones that are likely dislocated if not broken, the Master struggles to his feet, heaving and wincing in pain, his skin becoming momentarily translucent with the effort. He's in trouble, his energy stores dangerously low and his body in real danger of being ripped apart. But it's nothing a little snack won't fix. Taking a great whiff of the night air, he cracks a grin just short of sanity... and lets his nose lead him staggering through the darkness.
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"Yes. Anything, Rose Tyler, and make it quick."
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When he's finished he licks his chops, desperately trying to lap up every last crumb. And then he raises an eyebrow.
"You're not planning to hand-feed me everything, I hope?"
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"You're not planning to hurt me if I undo your bonds, I hope?" she retorts.
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"Hurt you? What sort of monster do you think I am?"
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"You know I'm a Time Lord. Like the Doctor." The Master smiles.
"You trust the Doctor, don't you?"
He decides not to bring up the member of her team he's already 'hurt'-- wouldn't do to remind her of that. Yet.
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"That will do for now," she says, offering him another sandwich.
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"You're going to have to do a lot better than these," he comments, and then tears into the next sandwich.
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She steps back and crosses her arms.
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"Give that to me," he says, his voice harsh and desperate.
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"I can get more, if you give me a little time. I'll have one of my agents get them."
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"What is it you want?" he asks, sucking the last of the crumbs off his fingers. Perhaps if he can bargain with her...
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"I want to know who you are. Why you're here. What you want. How you know my name."
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"You asked me why I'm here. Don't you want to know how? And aren't you just dying to find out if I can do it again? Reunite you with your precious Doctor?"
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"I saw how you came into this universe," she began again. "It wasn't pretty. And it wasn't something I'd want to try myself."
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Instead he keeps smiling.
"Oh? You have the means and yet you choose to stay here, and not with him? How noble of you." The Master gives her a look that clearly communicates he isn't buying it.
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It was frustrating, though, and that twinge of frustration made its way into her voice.
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"We can sniff each other out, you know. Time Lord thing."
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"How do I know I can trust you?"
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She is, a little, isn't she? ;D
Re: She's got a plan :)
Okay, so she's evil AND off her nut, check!
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I'm gonna assume they're still in Wiltshire or thereabouts?
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Time passes...
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