drapetxmaniia – The Urge to run away

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Any smile that he had on his face, disappeared and hurt replaced that expression.

“Wha-…?” The last time he saw him, Koschei had left himself… saving his life…

“Well don’t look so offended,” the Master hissed. “You stole a TARDIS and left, how did you think I was going to feel about that?”

“Oh…. I…” he sighed and dragged a hand down his face when he realised what he was talking about.

“You mean back then… way back then…” a bitter laugh left his lips.
He also knew he didn’t mean about the time he took Susan and ran…
But the one BEFORE that, the first time, the one where he ran, and in Koschie’s opinion, never came back.

“I ran from my father.” He hoped that he wouldn’t ask him about it.
“The second time, Susan contacted me and asked me to get her away from Gallifrey… I of course had not stolen a tardis the first time… that was the second time… i coudn’t find you the second time…”

He had wanted to take him, the first, he wasn’t in his right mind,
that time he just needed to RUN.

The Master’s expression darkened even more at the story, leaving him half-growling, even if he wasn’t quite sure at what yet.

“You could have found me the first time,” he hissed sharply. “If you wanted to get away from him-… I would have gone with you. I’d been ready, just waiting for you to make the choice and come tell me. But you never did. And I stopped waiting.”

He closed his eyes, his face looking like he swallowed a lemon. “Fear And instincts are a powerful thing…” he mumbled softly.

Rubbing his eye, his shoulders slumped slightly. “Would you believe me if I confessed that I had tried to go back to get you once the fear passed and I realised where I was?” He laughed bitterly.

“I tried everyday for 2 years, then every second, then once a week, then I would try every so often… the stupid ship never took me back… then I tried a different date and I couldn’t find you…” he sighed.

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(open rp – Theta Sigma)

“I dont want to go back to the house….
HE will still be there….”

That was… no, couldn’t be. But it was.

“…Hey.”

“It’s okay. Y’don’t have to, Thete.”

“So what? Do I stay in the tree house all this time? Only going back to the dorms during non holiday times?” He looked up conflicted.

“Who are you anyways?”

_{The Doctor lingered where she was for a couple of moments, before finally shifting and bending down in front of her past self.}

_{“It’s difficult. The position you’re in, and it’s NOT FAIR. Not in the slightest. But y’see, logistics don’t matter. Don’t do something you don’t want to do, ‘specially when it comes to this. Y’got it?”}

_{“–AND, I’m you. Way, way, WAY into the future, longer than you can imagine. So believe me, I understand how hard it is.”}

He nods eyes wide, listening to everything she was saying and then gasped.

“M-me?… you’re me?” He tilts his head slightly and then gently poked her cheek. She seemed relatively real. “Will the future be okay..? Do we actually get to run away?”

Biting his lip, too a deep breath through his nose and then slowly blew it out.

“I’m gonna make my tree house bigger on the inside. Koschei said he would help me make it into a real house…” he told her.

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(Open for SimmMasters)

The Doctor cant help but look at him wides eyed, in shock.
He had been so sure that he had killed them all.
That he couldn’t feel them in his mind…

Perhaps it was just trauma and the grief blocking it all off?
Perhaps he was hallucinating the man in front of him.

“…I- I thought-…. But-….” He couldn’t form the words.
His mind was racing and he couldn’t catch them.

“Yeah.”

The Master’s response was an angry snarl, fists clenched by his sides as he stared the Doctor in the face with a pain that was

decades old and too deep to hide burning in his eyes.

“Well, you thought wrong. But it’s still an accomplishment, isn’t it? Almost all of the Time Lords. Did you enjoy it, leaving me homeless?”

The Doctor flinched back almost violently and stepped backwards.

He didn’t know how to reply to that, of course he didn’t, he had NO CHOICE…

“I…. I had no choice… the planet… the people were dead no matter what I chose… only… one outcome the daleks are alive and the other… they are dead… I- I- I had too…” tears fell down his face as he stood on shaky legs, barely staying standing.

He had too, he had no choice. Murderer. Killer. Monster.

These words repeated themselves in his mind and he didn’t realise he had fallen to his knees as he zoned out, silent tears still falling.

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The doctor Looks at him for a long moment and walks away from him without saying anything. Shrugging or pretending that he had no clue what he was talking about would just confirm it.

He Didnt NEED sleep.

“You used to be better at comebacks, too,” the Master commented, unimpressed, and followed him.

“Go on. Off to bed with you. The universe won’t explode while you sleep for a few hours.”