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     [ Really funny now, Rose. ]

          “What game are y’ playin’?”

"Wait a minute…"  She approached him, reaching to press her hand against his chest.  "Oh…" she met his gaze.  "Well…this isn’t good."



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     [ Cue typical eye roll. ]

          “Good joke, Rose.”  

The Time Lady moved to sit down on the jumpseat.  ”Oi, ‘s not a joke.  This is my Type 40 TARDIS, I…borrowed it fair an’ square.  Besides, who’s Rose…?”

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#xninths #:DD

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     ”Yes, it’s a police box. Yes, it’s bigger on th’ inside. Yes, y’ can shut up now
     ’cause ’m tryin’ t’ set th’ coordinates.” 

"I can see wha’ you’re tryin’ t’ do!" she returned incredulously.  "Why are ya in my TARDIS?”



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#xninths #hi! #she's basically the 10th Doctor #just looks like Rose
wiinterquay:

where do you want to start?

wiinterquay:

where do you want to start?



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a-princess-in-disguise:

supremequeensaxon:

Doctor Who screenshots by me
"The Last of the Timelords"
Post 38

can we talk about how the Master is in so much terror at the moment of the Doctor’s resurrection to the point that he’s literally reduced to a fetal position on the floor; he’s so damn scared of what he’s done and what his punishment will be…and then the Doctor just holds him. Doesn’t shout, doesn’t punch or even run away, but holds his lost friend. The other lost Time Lord.

I find this beautiful. 



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#freaking help me omg #the master #the counterpart

Time Has Numbered My Days || enigmaticnightmares 

The Master narrowed his eyes and thought back to that time before. It was difficult for him to remember everything in detail…but now he remembered. And felt stupid. His head was starting to hurt… Some kind of warning sign, perhaps, that he was indulging too deeply in this fantasy. She had to be a hallucination. The real Doctor would have attacked him by now or demanded to know what his evil plans were. Sighing heavily, he just shook his head. 

"I don’t believe you… still blaming me for everything even after I saved your worthless life," he sniffed and looked away. "Even if I did know any of that, I certainly wouldn’t tell you now. It’s a long story and it cold out here…” He crossed his arms. 

It was familiar, the insults and the anger from him.  After all she’d faced and what she’d lost, even if he despised her it was just a comfort to be in his presence again.  The Doctor’s own darkness had surrounded her hearts in the absence of a companion of any kind and those shadows were apparent in her gaze.  The Time Lady’s shoulders were also visibly heavy with the weight of the universe and for once she didn’t look to the Master with pity or even sympathy.

As she met his glance, there was only pain in her honey-colored hues.

Her trainers caused the snow beneath her feet to crunch softly as she walked towards him and despite her every instinct to either run for her life or hold the Master and never let go, she remained within a foot of him.

"So wha’ if ‘s a long story?" she questioned softly.  "You know me…all I’ve got is time."  She removed her long coat and stepped forward bravely, draping the material over his shoulders to keep him warm.



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#enigmaticnightmares #sorry this took so long~!

Tear It All Down || [Open to Masters, Marthas, Donnas, Jacks, and Johns (human Doctor), etc. ] 

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It had been only hours since she’d awoken from her regenerative coma after facing the Master, Rassilon, and the radiation that she’d absorbed in order to save Donna’s grandfather.  Admittedly, her desire to hold on to her current form rested in the inability to let go of the body which had been made specifically for John…she’d been born in such brilliance with hope and love in her hearts and now she was destined to die cold and alone.

Well, she was supposed to.  Once more she’d run from regeneration and part of her wished that she hadn’t woken up.  Losing so much and having her efforts to control time itself and right the wrongs of the universe blow up in her face taught her one very important lesson; her punishment was to be truly and actually alone for as long as she lived.

The Doctor walked down the halls of her ship, saying nothing.  Her gaze was kept forward which may have been why she found herself stumbling an instant later, barely managing to keep her balance.  Cursing under her breath, she looked back at what had tripped her and her hearts sank within her chest as she saw the hat box that Donna had brought on when she’d first joined the Time Lady.  On another day, perhaps she would have merely put it away with a heavy heart but her body ached and her very being felt as though it was being torn to shreds by grief.

Her scream of anguish filled every hall of her infinite ship.  She entangled her fingers within her hair briefly, pulling roughly as the agony poured from her lips.  Her respiratory bypass kicked in as she turned on her heel and ran towards the console.

"Make it stop!" she demanded of the universe.  "Make it end, jus’ END IT!"  She began to set the coordinates of her ship for the nearest and hottest star so that she might burn, her ashes holding no more guilt and pain.  The TARDIS had something else in mind however and the Doctor became infuriated as they landed safely.  She kicked the side of the console, ignoring the pain as she threw on her overcoat and strode over to the front door.  When she opened it up, she was greeted with a common London street.

Even her ship wouldn’t let her end it easily.

She slammed the door behind her and shoved her hands into her pockets as she moved down the sidewalk with no destination.



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Same Software, Different Case || theuniverseismystage 

“Classy?” He arched a brow, looking almost skeptical. “Huh. S’pose that works. You look…” He didn’t really know what was appropriate. “Classy. Yeah.” That was safe and appropriate. He nodded and chuckled a bit as he watched her pilot. He laughed a bit more at her twirl, arching a brow. “Classy and like you ate the whole chocolate cake.” He stuck his tongue out at her, then ducked around the other side of the console, grinning to himself.

When they landed, he held on tightly, as was necessary. He didn’t want to take a grate to the backside right now, and he was much more interested in where they were. She seemed particularly excited by this place.

He held to her hand and followed her out the doors, stopping up short. His eyes widened as he saw the cars buzzing overhead. Looking out towards the city, he just shook his head. Awe and wonder. It’d never get old. “Oh, no way.” He just stared, sliding a look over to her. “Really?” He looked back and bumped her shoulder with his. “This never gets old. Never ever. It’s just so brilliant!” He laughed, his joy obvious as he looked up again at the vehicles that were out of science fiction movies and books he’d seen.

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He smiled, inhaling a deep breath. It even smelled amazing. “This is almost impressive, Doctor.” He couldn’t exactly let her know it was beyond impressive. That would be too easy. There was a story here, and he was going to hear it. That was one of the things he liked best. Hearing her stories and explanations. “Almost.”

It was obvious that John was merely trying to get a rise out of her, a familiar routine that they’d fallen into from day one and she’d almost countered with ‘I am so impressive!’ in retaliation but she figured that it was best to be able to maintain a sense a familiarity without trying to revert back to her previous self.  John had to learn to accept this regeneration of hers first and foremost and thus far they were off to a good start.  That gleam in her companion’s eyes was enough to assure her of that.

Still holding his hand, the Doctor grinned over at John.  ”I’m th’ cheeky one here, don’t you forget tha’,” she pointed a finger at him in faux warning.  ”Off we are!”  With that, she took off in a run with him and laughed at the sheer joy of being alive with someone that she cared for so deeply and that had chosen to stay by her side in return.  They ran for a couple of solid minutes until she found a hilltop that displayed a brilliant view of the city.  She was only a bit breathless as she sat down, gently pulling John down to do the same before lying back on the grass.  

"Not only is this New Earth, th’ city before you is New New York.  Well, ‘s the twelfth version of th’ city so I suppose ‘s New New New New New New New New New New New New York.  Still jus’ as brilliant an’ beautiful as ever though."  The Time Lady sat up on her elbows.  "Th’ humans branched off after th’ first Earth went up in flames.  This is where you lot decided to call a second home."

 



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Same Software, Different Case || theuniverseismystage 

He looked back over to her when she said he wasn’t boring. He found himself matching her smile again, feeling quite a bit of relief. He took her hand, holding to it. Giving it a squeeze of reassurance, for himself as much as her, he nodded his agreement. “Well, boring is a bit rubbish. Can’t be boring around you, Doctor.” He laughed a bit, looking towards the console again. He set his feet down and stood, ready to face whatever came.

“Right.” He gave their arms a swing, chuckling to himself. “No reason not to! Where are we going, then? Better be someplace brilliant! Someplace we don’t have to walk in muck or anything that’ll ruin your new posh suit.” He smirked at her, obviously teasing. He really did try to not look too much. That was rude.

Maybe things would be alright after all. He was already breathing easier. His chest didn’t feel so tight and his stomach didn’t quite feel like it was going to lose its contents. He had to admit, there was something about her now that just seemed to pull his smile right out of him. Yes. Maybe things would be alright. She was the same woman. Mostly. They just had to get to know one another again.

“So. C’mon, Doctor. Impress me.” He grinned at her, winking.  Letting go of her hand, he leaned on the console and waited to see where she’d take them next.

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Having reassurance that he didn’t want to go anywhere brought a warmth and comfort to her and she was able to smile completely genuinely for the first time since she’d regenerated.  At the comment about her suit, she grinned and arched a brow teasingly.  ”Oi, ‘s not posh,” she defended lightly, “‘s jus’…classy.  Best get used to it ‘cause I’ve got more hair an’ more style, though I’ll admit, ‘m gonna miss the jumpers an’ th’ jacket.”  

Being the slightly thick Time Lady that she was, she didn’t much notice when John would stare and if she did, she’d play it off as something else.  The way she’d regenerated…the reason, to be exact, was to save him.  She’d pulled the vortex out of his mind and had done so with a kiss when there were infinite other ways to do so.

Of course, John didn’t remember that and perhaps it was for the best.  The Doctor was used to playing her cards close to her chest.

It was clear when John’s shoulders visibly relaxed that her companion was becoming comfortable around her once more.  She flexed her hand a bit, the one that had regrown after being lopped off in that sword fight, before circling the console in a manic and excited fashion.  There was a shine to her eyes and a spring in her step as she pressed a series of buttons before pulling the final lever with a twirl.

"Right!  I’ll show you impressive…"  Before long, the Doctor had landed the ship and held on to the console in the process.  "C’mon!"  She took his hand once more and led him out the double doors, closing them behind herself and her companion.  "Here we are!"  A few flying cars passed over them and the breeze was pleasant.  "Welcome t’ New Earth."

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