x13 [accidental visual] darling I want to destroy you

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

((Expect either or both Time Lords to answer replies. lol.

Warning: Swordfighting, lots of stabbing, and blood in the Doctor-Master thread.))

When the visual switches on the only thing it momentarily shows is the wall that the tablet slammed into, and then as it slowly drags away the shaky view reveals two Time Lords, bloodied, bruised, and breathing heavily. There's a vicious look in the Master's eyes, the visual brushing across the side of his face and catching a small spatter of red before dropping back down.

The tablet sits fittingly minimized in the Master's bracelet, but it displays the scene: the Master and the Doctor, fencing foils brandished, and a quiet Taxon street around them (certainly if they had at one time had company, their fight has long since chased it away). Their is nothing innocent about this fight anymore. They are both out to win, and they'll both fight dirty to get it.

"Really, Doctor," the Master drawls, "you can do better than that." Because mocking an angry Time Lord is always a brilliant idea.

If any brave soul were to comment on what in Taxon's name they thought they were doing... well. It may at least distract them from losing all their blood on the streets.

Comments

[visual]

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

Rose just gets a growl from the Master's end.

[visual]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Good," the Doctor says, more concerned by the fact that he has no idea where she is than the fact that he's got a very angry looking Master opposite him.

He'd rather not be watched while he's like this, and he takes a few steps back, embarrassed despite himself.

Re: [Voice]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

Bit winded to talk, Master?

Doctor, like Christmas morning all over again, isn't it? I'll see what I can do 'bout replicating a proper dinner.

[Rose code for she's worried. Hurry up and finish it so you can come home safe and sound]

[visual]

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

"How cute." The Master throws the Doctor a very fake smile. "Are you two playing domestic?"

[visual]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Leave her alone," the Doctor hisses, though that answers far more than he meant it to.

Re: [visual]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

[There's a moment of quiet that is as telling as the Doctor's answer.]

Actually, Master it was me telling the Doctor to hurry up and kick your arse because this is getting boring. I was tryin' to be polite.

[Yes when scared and feeling like she screwed up by letting the Master know more than he should, the proper response is more taunting of the dangerous Time Lord and feigned toughness]

M'fine, Doctor. I'm. Fine.

[visual]

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

"Hurry up and come home you mean." This is hysterical.

[visual]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"No need to be jealous, Master," the Doctor says, trying to deflect it all back onto him. "I never swordfight with Rose, I promise."

[visual]

[beholdthedrums.livejournal.com]

"I'm not jealous of your pet wolf," the Master sneers, rolling his eyes. Yes, Rose, so sorry, but that's really all you are to him.

Re: [visual]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

Rose watches, allowing the Doctor to keep the attention on him as he clearly wants. Besides, there's not much Rose can say to the Master's comment. If it bothered her she might speak up but it doesn't. The Master can think what he likes.

Instead Rose keeps her tablet close and sets about replicating things like bandages and antiseptic. She's going to need it when the Doctor returns.