seventeen | location: around taxon | someone who appears to save the day

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

The Doctor hatched a set of handcuffs. They were for him to use. The last time he'd let someone else restrain the Master, the Doctor had held him, still in restraints, as he died. That wouldn't happen this time. The Doctor would save him. Somehow.

Everything was ready. It was just time to move forward.





OOC: Final post for the Master's plot! Everything is in individual threads and threadhopping is encouraged. If you see that this needs another plotty starter thread, drop me a line and let me know!

EDIT: I was requested to put up a note letting everybody know that this is a backdated post.

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Re: [location: HC Clements]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

Rose presses a kiss to his chest and tries to smile a bit. "Doctor, m'sort of the girl that thinks she can do anything she decides to do but that's one think I could never do. Ever. I will remember you every single day of my life." She takes a deep breath, trying to stave off tears. She doesn't want to spend what's left of their time together crying.

"Maybe it's not the end for us. Maybe it just looks it. Maybe in five years I'll turn a corner and see you and it won't matter what you look like because I'd know you, Doctor. No matter what you looked like. I figured it out. Your eyes always look the same. So sad. So old."

Re: [location: HC Clements]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

"Are you calling me old?" he teases, his voice still sad. "Because I'll have you know, I'm in the prime of my life."

Re: [location: HC Clements]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

She keeps up the teasing because it's easier than the alternative. Her voice carries the same weight of sadness his does. It's impossible to sound any other way right now. "Lucky me not meeting you in your later, older regenerations. I got the 'prime' ones." And she tilts her head up to brush a kiss to his jaw.

Re: [location: HC Clements]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

He smiles at the kiss. This is nice, he thinks. Having her here, in his safe place, in his private place. He can trust her, completely. And they don't fight, not like he and Morgana do. So why can't he honestly tell Rose that there's nothing there?

He presses a kiss to her forehead. This is all he needs.

Re: [location: HC Clements]

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

Sometimes in moment like this when she's not thinking about what comes next or what happened with Morgana or seeing him kiss Drusilla in the square, she believes this is enough for him; believes she is enough for him. Right now she believes it, feels it, and she rests her forehead against his shoulder, exhaustion rolling over her. She closes her eyes. It won't be long before sleep overtakes her.