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💔 // eleven and talia 🤔 (mycompromise)

Who doesn’t love soul-crushing angst? Send me a 💔 and I’ll generate a number, 1-75, and post a starter based on what scenario I get. | ACCEPTING VERY HARD!

@mycompromise | 45. My muse commits murder to save yours.

     Talia has been traveling with her Thief for so long, she’s not quite sure what she would do without him. WELL, if he hadn’t STOLEN her ( and her him ), she’d be DEAD now. The Time Lords would have scrapped her, disposed of her, KILLED HER. He saved her from destruction, why should she not show that same kindness? The TARDIS has never been able to ACTUALLY return the favor, of course, she’s always simply been a MACHINE. He always leaves her, in the end. She transports him and his pets to their little adventures and then just SITS there, doing whatever it is she’s programmed to do in the situations that happen in her environment. TRAPPED BY A PROGRAM, that was her, unable to truly help the Doctor when he needed it. No, that was left to his companions. He’s always come back for her, though. And she, him. LEAPING at any chance to come when he calls. The one time that she was RIPPED FROM HER SHELL when House stole her box, she’d been so ALIVE. But dying, the body she was in was not MADE for her. This one is. With this, she can do ANYTHING.

     He’s TRAPPED, she knows it, she can SENSE it. There are people that are trying to hurt him, KILL HIM, and she can’t have that. His stupid SECOND CHANCES, he always has to put his own life in danger to keep his conscience clear, to save even the most WORTHLESS of creatures. She doesn’t see the POINT to it when he knows he could die. Then again, maybe he just wants to. But this threat is TOO MUCH, she has to stop it. She has whispers of the FUTURE flowing in her mind. He’s DEAD, she can see it. DEAD FOR GOOD. No REGENERATiON, just death. She wouldn’t be able to BEAR it, not so soon after she’s finally able to TALK to him for good. SHE CAN RETURN THE FAVOR. She can SAVE HIM. Time is in FLUX, his death is only one possible future, but she can’t give the nasty thing ( time ) a CHANCE to turn on her. This ship is USELESS, time won’t miss it. The Doctor is trying to bargain with them. Talia is blinded by the future.

     She makes her way to the control room, going unnoticed by the crew of the ship ( due to the perception filter ). THE DOCTOR HAS SOME TIME, she can see that, enough time for her to START THE SELF DESTRUCT SEQUENCE and get back to him to safely steal him away. The TARDIS whizzes away at the controls. Even if someone does notice her, the extrapolator shield, which is integrated into her, will protect her. She can put them to their deaths in peace, without worry! Talia hits the final key to start the sequence and LOCK ON, maximum deadlock. Escape pods are locked down. The ship is on MAXIMUM QUARANTINE until it can cleanse the “illness” or whatnot. There is no one that can stop it. The alarms start to sound, sirens BLARE, an automated voice over the intercom system reading out “мaхιмυм qυaranтιne. ѕelғ deѕтrυcт ιn т-мιnυѕ one мιnυтe.” Good, enough time for Talia to get back to her thief. The future shifts, now the Doctor dying is because of exploding with the ship, but it’s still in flux. She can also see herself making it to him and saving him as the ship blows up around them. She makes that her number one priority as she dashes through the halls back to her Doctor, a GRIN on her face because she’s DONE IT. The favor is returned, she’s SAVED HIM! The TARDIS sprints, LEAPS, wraps her arms around him as tight as she can.

          “DOCTOR! Doctor, I DID IT! You’re SAFE!” She cries, looking up at him with such JOY on her face. No remorse. No regret. Just RELIEF. And as the ship tears to shreds around them, Talia and the Doctor dematerialize. She’s taking him to Earth, PROUD OF HERSELF for saving him. She didn’t even think, there was never any other choice, not to her. Because they would have found him again, or he wouldn’t have left, she needed something to give results quickly and EFFICIENTLY. She needed to save her Doctor, at any cost. They rematerialize on Earth, somewhere in New Zealand, and she finally lets go of him. Hair is pushed out of her face, and she looks up at him with such a glimmer in her eyes. Standing in that grass, wearing such absurd clothing, she looks up at her Doctor and smiles.

          “I returned the favor, didn’t I? I did. I saved you.”