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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.

Date: 2011-07-07 08:44 am (UTC)
syncopath: (how the $#%$# does this work)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
A time-space slip. The Rift. It must have come in the same way he did. From the same place.

The Master shudders and, despite knowing what an insanely stupid move it's likely to be, reaches his hand out to brush gently against the surface. Faint, scrawling lines appear, eventually thickening and merging to form Gallifreyan writing.

Date: 2011-07-07 03:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
There's a murmur from the Torchwood agents, and Rose presses her lips and looks up at the Master.

"What is it?" she says again.

Date: 2011-07-11 09:15 am (UTC)
syncopath: (DON'T YOU SEEEEEEE?)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
The Master doesn't even look at her. He's already snatched his hand back as if it's been burnt. He stares at the symbols with haunted eyes... and then he bursts into laughter, doubling over with hysterics.

Date: 2011-07-11 03:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
Rose carefully replaces the sphere onto the shelf, then stands back from the Master, watching his hysterics warily. She exchanges a glance with the other agents; they look as uneasy as she feels.

Date: 2011-07-12 06:38 am (UTC)
syncopath: (ouchie)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
Slowly, the Master sinks to his knees, rocking back and forth with deep, guttural guffaws. After another moment he begins violently tugging at his shackles, his body giving off frantic sparks and his wrists rubbing raw against the cuffs.

Date: 2011-07-12 02:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
"He's seizing," one of the agents says in alarm. Rose shakes her head sharply and steps back.

"Tell me what's going on," she demands.

Date: 2011-07-13 08:03 am (UTC)
syncopath: (DON'T YOU SEEEEEEE?)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
The Master stops his struggles and looks up at her with sudden, utter calm. "They're coming, Rose Tyler." And then he giggles, showing all his teeth. "They're coming for me."

Date: 2011-07-13 04:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
"They..." she says, her mind contemplating those symbols on the sphere, in a script so familiar to her.

"Time Lords? But... there aren't any. They're all dead! The Doctor said they're all dead!"

Date: 2011-07-13 10:50 pm (UTC)
syncopath: (scream)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
He cocks his head and glares at Rose with a flare of impatience. "He lied. Now let me out!"

The Master renews his struggles, channeling most of his energy into the ankle cuffs. With a flare of blue light, they finally snap apart. He scrambles to his feet and makes a run for the door.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
"NO!" she cries out, too late, too late before the agents open fire.

Date: 2011-07-15 12:50 am (UTC)
syncopath: (scream)
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The Master should probably consider himself lucky that this time, the guards are at least smart enough to aim low. Several of the shots hit him at shin level, exploding one knee and sending him down with a scream of absolute anguish.

Date: 2011-07-15 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
Rose runs to him, kneeling at his side.

"You bloody idiot," she cries. "We can't let you go. You know we can't let you go."

One of the agents draws another weapon, a tranquilizer gun, and Rose holds up a hand. The Master has had so much sedative recently. Who knows how much his system can take?

Date: 2011-07-15 06:46 am (UTC)
syncopath: (ouchie)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
He scrambles away from her as best he can, gasping in pain. "You!" he hisses. "This is all your fault. Always messing about, messing, messing, messing with things you don't understand. And now they're going to find me. Now they know exactly where I am." The Master curls in on himself and clutches at his hair, his babbling drifting off to incoherence.

Date: 2011-07-15 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
"Then why'd you touch it?" she demanded. "Why touch it if it was going to bring them here?"

Date: 2011-07-15 11:16 pm (UTC)
syncopath: (WHAT ARE YOU DEAF DOCTOR)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
The Master looks up at her with pained eyes. Touching it had been more of an impulse than anything, responding to some deep, internal imperative. Because at the end of the day-- even at the end of the universe-- Gallifrey is still home.

"I had to know," he whispers.

Date: 2011-07-15 11:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
There's a part of Rose that wants to reach out to the Master, to comfort him, to protect him.

"What will they do?" she whispers back. "If they come... when they come... what will they do?"

Date: 2011-07-16 12:08 am (UTC)
syncopath: (wtf)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
He shudders, the drums in his mind pounding insistently. Is it just his imagination or are they getting louder?

"Worse things than you could even imagine."

Date: 2011-07-16 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
Rose swallows, searches for something, anything to do to help.

"Let me stop your bleeding," she says finally.

Date: 2011-07-16 04:11 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] syncopath
The Master gives her a long look, as if assessing whether he can trust her, and then carefully rolls onto his back, wincing.

Date: 2011-07-16 04:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
Rose moves in closer and takes off her jacket. "Get me a med kit," she orders the closest agent as she rolls up the jacket and gently tucks it under the Master's leg to elevate it. When the agent returns, Rose opens the kit, tears open a packet of gauze compresses, and presses them to the wound, staunching the flow of blood.

Date: 2011-07-16 08:37 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] syncopath
The Master hisses as she moves his leg, and then again as she presses against his knee. "I suppose I should thank you," he spits between gritted teeth, "And your trigger happy simpletons, for making it impossible for me to get away."

Date: 2011-07-16 03:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
Rose grimaces a little as the blood seeps through the gauze. "We're talking about a race that's all but come back from the dead, and can travel through time and space. Do you really think you could run from them?"

Date: 2011-07-16 07:51 pm (UTC)
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"I've managed so far." And even succeeded, until now. But Rose is right; this is no end of the universe. If the Time Lords return, travel between parallel worlds may as well.

The Master reaches out to grab Rose's arm with one blood-smeared hand and attempts to hold her gaze with his own-- which is becoming rapidly unfocused. "You can't let them find me."

Date: 2011-07-17 12:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lost-wolf.livejournal.com
"I won't," she says, promising in those two words much more than she has any idea how to deliver. "Just rest. I'll take care of it."

Somehow...

Date: 2011-07-17 01:01 am (UTC)
syncopath: (tired)
From: [personal profile] syncopath
The answer seems to satisfy him, or perhaps he's simply too weak to hold onto her any longer. Either way, the Master's grip relaxes and he lies back, watching her with eons of exhaustion in his eyes.

The other agents watch uneasily, remembering all too well what happened to the medic and to Anderson. One of them finally speaks up.

"We should get him to a more secure location, Tyler."

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