Tag: 13/simm

@multivxrse-theory​ (continuation from here)

“H-y, Kos–ei…–m he– no-…” 
Thos words sounded like he was underwater.
His blurred eyes try to focus on the familiar blond figure.
He try’s to speak but his brain is too muddled,
and he’s in so much pain, but thankfully he felt her hand in his.

“y–r baby girl– g-t THEM covered”
Thos words were a little clearer,
but they were all he needed to put a weak smile on his face.
His little Dove was a daddy’s girl,
and he loved her just as much as she loved him.

He blinked and the next thing he knew
another blur joined his theta, making him relax.

“th-theta… Elli…?” he managed to finally get out with a soft groan.
“Hurts… head hurts… cant see… blurry… think…. ow– conc…concussion…”

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The Master wasn’t sure what exactly had happened.

He was walking back to the tardis, it was dark, and raining…
actually it was more of a storm. But He had his umbrella.
He always has it in in coat pockets.

Suddenly he was knocked down, umbrella ripped from his hand and hit over the head as he tried to get up. Ears ringing he heard shouting and then another hit, this time in the back sending him down, again, with a groan.

A boot collided with his side, and more shouting.
A boot to the head made his vision blurry…
And then the shouting turned panicked…
And the figures started to run…

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He had no idea what was happening,
The ringing too loud in his ears to understand what was going on.

@multivxrse-theory​

The Master had to Physically drag The Doctor into the Tardis.

Angry at the time lady and her un-want of leaving, he shoved her into the box, and locked the tardis door, the Tardis herself setting it to deadlock.

Without speaking, he moved to the console and pulled the leaver and sent the ship into the vortex, anger rolling off the TimeLord.

When everything settled, he was bent over the console, staying silent, but still glaring at the woman. 

“What….? Was going through your head…? When you decided to put that device on?” He asked darkly in the silence of the room, The Arch still hanging from the celling.