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doctor who (d1) the master - ainley

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[the Master appears on the plane with a set of chairs, a table, and various papers that have sketches of buildings and streets on them, along with jotted notes]

Mr. Tyler? I have something that would be in your interests to discuss.

[he doesn't bother looking up, as he is busy. though if anyone wishes to bother him, feel free. :|]

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You're going to look at me and call it 'Age of Aquarius bollocks,' but it worked for Hei. We have to force it to break with our minds. Imagine a wall around Manchester, that's the best way to do it. It's psychic, so I can probably get something to amplify it from one of the Doctors or the Twins. It's a lot of effort but I know we can manage it. We should try to spend as little time with the Master as we can to help it reverse.

So let me get this straight. You want me to think the bastard away? 'cause I've been doing that for months and the pain in the ass hasn't gotten any lesser.

Guv, that was a complete merge of our realities. I've been willing it for months too. But not concentrated. Not like this. We need psychic amplifiers.

If it doesn't work by the end of the month, at least we'll have the city ready to fight him.

...fine.

What do you want me to do?

We call in everyone we need to. RCS, plod, Ministry of Defence if we have to. Most of our officers don't have proper firearms training, and we need to fix that as quickly as possible. If we focus our defence on the perimeter, we can keep them out of the city. If at all possible, we'll call in MoD and have 'em bomb the hell out of that Cheetah camp. It may not keep the Master dead, but it will take out some of his allies. Donna suggested zoo keepers once, and she isn't all wrong; our men need to be briefed in how to handle the cheetahs as animals as well as warriors.

Consider it an invasion and a war. Every officer is to be armed, citizens are to be warned, and the Master's face should be everywhere. When people see him, they should be able to know him.

As well, we need to put out how to fight his hypnotism. Psychic resistance takes too much training. The best way to combat it without prior training is to recite nonsense lyrics and nursery rhymes, "I saw a man upon the stairs," and all that. It might not work if he brings 'em back some place, but it should give a delay needed to strike back or get away.

We've got the firearms in storage, left over from the war. [frowns, pulling out another cig] I'll have Phyllis call up the local animal control, see what they can do. I'd rather just shoot them all, personally.

Cartwright can post his face around, pass it out through the pubs.

[gives him a look] I'm not saying kids' rhymes.

It's how to fight the hypnotism.

It's still ridiculous.

And it still works.

[grumble grumble grumble]

We have to give the Master the answer on the deal he's offering.

Yes, I know. I'll talk to him.

Without me?

You wanna go?

I do.

Figured as much. Can't keep your bloody nose out of anything.

I am a copper.

Best damn copper I know. Doesn't make you any less a git.

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