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"Oh, you know... Can't keep me in a parallel universe for too long."

[ It was evident, in the flash behind her eyes that she was not Rose Tyler, not even close. But if it was a chance to toy with the Doctor's bleeding hearts--      She'd take it. ]

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"Rose?"

   “What are you—-How are you here?”

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"Fair enough        ...Blonde suits us, doesn't it?"

   "At least I got better luck on the nose."

-"If I were trying to frighten you I’d use a much different tactic, believe me."

"— I didn’t think I’d be that.. blonde again."

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"I believe you're confused, love."

"If anyone's using anyone, it would be me using you. Of course, that would mean I'd have to find you useful... And that's... D e b a t a b l e."

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"If I wanted to frighten you, I would have chosen a different method. Besides, there’s plenty of things you could tell me that could provide useful."

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 ”I think I’d prefer you…   On your k n e e s.”

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You officially have permission to slam my character against the wall and kiss them. Enjoy.

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{ okay, i've queued a few replies-- anyone want to plot something? i really wanna get some proper threads started! i'll love you 5ever. }

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LIKE IT —-»>

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BUY here —-»> 

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LIKE　IT：sandal —-»

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"You did, didn't you?" The Master smirked, a sickening grin stretching the familiar features into something sickening and terrifying, "I remember that... You were crying, clinging to me... Oh, that was hopelessly pathetic."

Reaching out, with a laugh, she patted his cheek. "You've really gone soft in your old age, Doctor."

Oh, she liked this. The way he was looking at her, like he was seeing not only one ghost, but two ghosts. It was absolutely brilliant.

"Well, you see, it's a long story, bit of... What do you call it? Timey-wimey?" She chuckled, "And, well, my wife was always so obedient. She did quite a bit of the grunt work. And voila, brand new Master with a brand new body-- Which frankly I am obsessed with."

To punctuate her sentence, she gave her bum and approving stroke and a little smack, winking at the Doctor.

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Two of the most important people in his entire long life, juxtaposed in one right in front of him— he couldn’t help but stare, trying to wrap his head around it. The body was certainly Rose’s - not a doppelganger, or a lookalike, but a perfect copy - but the eyes were completely and undeniably those of the Master.

The last time he’d seen those eyes, they were rolling back in the Master’s head as he refused to regenerate. As he took his last-minute victory, letting the doctor watch as the last remnant of his planet died in front of him for a second time.

"You shouldn’t even be alive, much less alive in a new body,” he said. “I saw you die, I lit the funeral pyre myself.”

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[ Throwing back her head, the Master actually cackled--   Oh, the Doctor's always had vanity issues. ]         "What'll happen if I do?"

     [ As if punctuation, the Master reached out,       toying with a strand of the Doctor's ginger hair. ]

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{ The Doctor actually gasped, completely unironically. One pale hand reached up to clutch at her ginger tresses. }

     “Don’t touch m’ hair!”

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It hadn't been a typical night by any means. Unfortunately, as she was contained to Earth with no way to get off these bloody planets, she'd taken it upon herself to make her own entertainment among the apes as she figured out her next course of action. Extorting a couple of blokes for all the money they were worth, hiding a body or two-- All in a night's work.

Now, on her way back to her flat, she would've liked to enjoy some peace and quiet-- At least as much quiet as she could manage with the throbbing drumbeat in her head.

When suddenly, there was some man in her way, attempting to shove her into an alley.

        Poor thing, probably a drunk looking for an easy lay-- Unfortunately, he hadn't found some lost, little girl. He'd found the Master.

"Actually, you'll find that I am," The Master raised a thick eyebrow, "Now, if you don't mind." Manicured fingernails pressing to his chest, she attempted to move him out of the way.

Lord Henry Yorke was growing thirsty.

He’d been waiting on Floridale street for the better part of two hours waiting for an opportunity to feed, and not a single one had presented itself.

People here were starting to make the connection, he knew that— humans were stupid, but they had that pesky survival instinct that got them through in the end. Fewer and fewer humans were venturing into his neck of the woods these days. He and the Old Ones would probably have to pack up camp and move again soon— couldn’t have a repeat of the mobs in Eastern Europe, after all.

He was snapped out of his reverie by the sight of a figure in his peripheral vison— young, blonde, slim-figured… she looked every bit the stereotypical victim.

          — Perfect. 

As she neared him, Hal pushed off his perch on the red brick wall and stepped right into her path, cornering her in such a way that the only exit was the blind alley behind her. 

"Not in a hurry, I hope, madam?" he asked, the gentlemanly tone he usually adopted somewhat strained with the effort of not going straight for the kill in the middle of the street.

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"Oh. You think you're frightening me?"

     "How... C u t e."

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  "God, you're disgusting.    Even more so than usual."

       "Don't be surprised if I burn your           hair in your sleep tonight."

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     ”Awww, is somebody      grumpy today?”