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Post by Gunkiller on Mar 6, 2008 22:10:28 GMT
Robert fell down from a lack blood and hit the ground with a dull thud.
"I can't feel my eyebrows!! Not surprising really, I could never feel them. Why am I complaining? Lost more blood at my 5th birthday."
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Post by sailorgallifrey12 on Mar 6, 2008 22:20:46 GMT
She laughed after he fell to the ground. "You OK there, buddy?" she asked in a fake American accent most notably connected to Fitz, her favorite TV criminal psychologist. "If you want to you could get over here and we could catch up." She pulled out her phone. "I've got some pictures to show you." She looked over at the two people not far away from them and waved.
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Post by Gunkiller on Mar 6, 2008 22:29:39 GMT
"Sure, that sounds fun" Replied Robert, who hasn't moved at all, "If could figure out why my eyebrows are crawling away and get my shoes to stop tingling, I'll be over with my fake British accent and this iron taste I've got in my mouth."
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Post by asimus on Mar 7, 2008 10:25:59 GMT
He dropped the Doctor down on an empty bed, and pressed his ear to his chest. His had a heartbeat, but it was threddy and weak. The stupid Time \lord had pushed himself to far.
"When will you learn?" He muttered, ranting at the unconscioua form before him. "You can't do stupid world saving antics anymore. You're weak, and you have one heart. You will be the death of me you know."
He sighed, injecting him with pain killers and a cocktail of medicines that would lower his heart rate and take the strain off him.
"You can't stop me." he whispered, "Just get used to it."
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Post by mastersaxon on Mar 7, 2008 13:32:33 GMT
The Doctor woke up with a clear head, a bit drowsy but rested. He tried to raise his hand, found the connection between his brain and his body incredibly slow and renounced. The Master had done something. He glanced at the medical tray beside the bed and saw the empty syringe. Vaguely worried, he asked weakly:
"What was in that?"
It was like... like he couldn't quite reach his body anymore. The connections were there but so slow. Was this what is was like to be human? He hoped not.
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Post by asimus on Mar 7, 2008 15:18:57 GMT
The Doctor was awake and lucid. That was a good sign. He leaned down at the other Time Lord and smiled.
"Hello Sleepyhead, have a nice nap?" He stroked stray hair from his forehead, "You need to take it easy you know. Maybe I should get you a wheel chair?"
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Post by mastersaxon on Mar 7, 2008 15:24:09 GMT
The Doctor snorts, coughs a little, then snorts again. The Master has a particular sense of humour in this body, so 'to the point' that it becomes ridiculous.
"Can't you get me another heart instead?"
He regrets the words before they even pass his lips, and pales, because he's just realised that in his current frame of mind, the Master would do just that and go find him another heart. Maybe he will. Rassilon, just to think of another human screaming in agony... The Doctor couldn't stand it.
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Post by asimus on Mar 7, 2008 15:30:33 GMT
A slow smile crept onto the Master face and he pressed a kiss to the Doctors forehead.
"That can be arranged. Just give me time."
Oh he hoped he could win the Doctors heart, and then give him a new one. Two Time Lords working side by side, forging dominion over humanity. They would be like Gods, and no longer lonely.
"But until then, we'll find you a nice set of wheels."
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Post by mastersaxon on Mar 7, 2008 15:36:34 GMT
The Doctor let out an audible sigh. He wasn't strong enough for this. He had destroyed his species and now he should turn his back to the only other Time Lord in the universe? No, he couldn't. He gave the Master a weak smile.
"Fine, wheel chair it is."
He could think later of a way to stop him.
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Post by asimus on Mar 7, 2008 15:43:39 GMT
The Master nodded and grinned, bounding over to a storage cupboard and routing around inside. A few medical supplies were tossed on the counter, along with the skull of a sabre tooth tiger and then...
"Ah ha!" He called out with delight. He was victorious.
He wheeled out a black wheelchair, which the Doctor could use to get around in. Also, it had a handy pair of handles on the back if the Master wanted to take control. He wheeled it over to the Doctor.
"When this is over, we'll go into town, and I'll push you really fast!" If there was a town left.
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Post by mastersaxon on Mar 7, 2008 15:51:46 GMT
The Doctor frowned. Then... then he smiled, cause when the Master had this air of glee on his face he looked so much like the boy the Doctor had known at the Academy. He was a bit surprised that the Master could find anything in the clutter that was his ship. Only the very important things were locked or safely hidden.
"So I can lose the other heart?" He muttered, pretending to be annoyed. With the Master's help, he slipped onto the chair, bringing the cover with him to be comfortable. "I look an old human," he whined.
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Post by asimus on Mar 7, 2008 15:55:32 GMT
"That you do." He grinned. "Gramps."
He took hold of the Wheel chair handles and pushed him out of the corridor at a run, taking the corner on just one wheel. He made car noises, shoving the chair hard and pulling himself up so he was given a ride upon the back.
"Weeeee!"
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HN
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Post by HN on Mar 7, 2008 16:02:34 GMT
The Doctor stood in the console room, face shrouded by the gloom, hands plunged deep into jacket pockets. He didn't think to open the door to let them in, the thought didn't even cross his mind. Instead he wondered idly how he could get his Tardis inside the the Masters.
He flipped a few switches and the console burst to life, light casting a green glow upon his features, and hollowing out his eyes.
The other Tardis had landed, out in the wilderness, a few miles from the city. She had also been damaged. She was calling to him. He smiled. The shields would have to go down, and then he would make his move. Until then, he remained motionless.
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Post by mastersaxon on Mar 7, 2008 16:08:00 GMT
There was something so absolutely ludicrous about the Master making car noises that the Doctor burst out laughing, between yelps and undignified protestations. He grabbed the armrests and held on tight as the Master propelled the chair forward, half climbing on it. He shouted in alarm when the next bend came all too quickly.
Predictably, the Master didn't make it down the wheel chair fast enough, and the chair was only half turned when they engaged the bend. It hit the wall roughly, and the Doctor flew to the ground, landing with a thud.
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Post by desertrose9 on Mar 7, 2008 16:08:45 GMT
Rose leant against the door that led into the console room, her eyes staying focused on the Doctor.
"I'm helping," she said quietly, but she knew he would hear. "I'm helping you get him back."
She pushed herself away from her position, walking over to lean against the console, keeping her eyes on his face.
"And you can't stop me."
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