08; I told ya I was trouble [yeah, you know that I'm no good]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[Have a Doctor. He's been, uh, indisposed the last few days on the TARDIS and no force in this universe could have him tell you why. As it is, he's wandering around, poking at some of the items left on the plane.]

Not it. Not it. Blimey, this place is starting to look like a dormitory common room.

[he finally finds a trunk he was looking for and turns it over.]

Right, well, that wasn't so hard.

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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[also coming off of the Doctor's shoulder is the Master's elbow, to be shoved into the Doctor's stomach]

You forgot to admit to the ice skating.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[the Doctor doubles over, then straightens and shoves the Master's shoulders]

Wasn't aware you own me like you own her.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[reaches up to try to grab the Doctor's arms]

You shouldn't touch another man's possessions.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[he has no idea what the Master does and doesn't know, so he'll go with "enough". He pushes back, trying to keep his arms free]

Says the man who slept with Rose! For what? To get back at my other self? Who else? Lucy shouldn't be as loyal to you as she is, if you ask me!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[steps back]

Lucy loves me.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Yes, and she's an idiot for it.

[stalks around him, furious]

Do you have any idea how hard I tried to convince her to travel with me? Oh, come on, Lucy. One trip. Just one. I figure she stays on my TARDIS you won't learn about it and she doesn't get hurt. And NO. She won't leave you.

All you do is hurt her and she just won't. Bloody loyal woman, even if she is stupid.

[I'd like to thank the Academy...]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Of course I'd find out! How could I not find out?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

And you'd think she'd do it out of fear, but no, she genuinely wants to stay with you. One life's all she has and she wants it to be with you.

And then you tell me that I have a choice about being alone. When humans pick you over me? There's something wrong with the humans.

I've given up. I'm only traveling with Zygons from here on out.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Pick humans that don't already belong to someone else!

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Fine.

[hands up]

I'm through trying.

But next time? Try taking care of her if she means so much to you.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I do take care of her. Better than you take care of your companions! She's not dead, she's not abandoned on a beach, she hasn't had her memory wiped, and she didn't walk out on me because I put her through a year of suffering. I think my track record is a lot better than yours.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

No. She's just broken, bruised, and blindly loyal without a thought of her own.

But that's you, isn't it? The Master breaks all of his toys.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

She's not broken.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

No, she's perfectly fine.

And you know what? I don't want to talk about her anymore.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

What would you like to talk about, Doctor?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Nothing!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

So, so angry, Doctor. You really need to deal with all that pent up energy.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[scowls]

And how would you suggest?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, I don't know. Maybe you should shag someone.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[laugh]

You have to buy me a drink first, Master.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

No thanks, Doctor. But I'm sure you've plenty of companions who'd be quite willing with a few drinks in them.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head]

I'll figure something else out, I'm sure.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You could blow something up.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I was considering that. There are abandoned moons in Lostos made out of Asbestos.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And we all know how much you like pretty colours.