#⸻ . ☽ ❛ YOUR LORD AND MASTER STANDS ON HIGH. ❜ ���main verse.

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❝ Don’t be ridiculous, my dear. ❞ FIRM TONE leaves vocal processors, pouring the remainder of (already made) tea into a cup for the other while they go bout of their (un)usual talks to themselves within this incarnation. IT'S EMBARRASSING, downright humiliating that they’ve gotten used to it by now — it brings some sort of comfort (and entertainment) throughout the days ahead stuck in the confines of the craft itself. He’s going to make the other pay for this sooner or later.

❝ COME NOW. Don’t make me call you a second time, old friend. ❞ WARNING TONE is given towards the other, letting gears move and shift to allow him to move his attention towards the other. Hell has no wrath like an android forced to wait upon their foolish creator to stop talking and drink something for once. ❝ We can discuss it afterwards. ❞

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@thenightmareofyourdrems: ❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜ ~ missy x simm

❝ Gee, how could you tell? ❞ VENOM COATS HIS RESPONSE, letting features twist into a look of pure judgement their way. PRESENCE OF HIS FUTURE is among him and oh — how he hates his future to be! The last bit of sanity resides within him, knowing her actions between themselves like a forbidden secret. SHE IS EVERYTHING THAT HE REFUSES TO BECOME and more. What does she want from him now? She’s taken everything from their promising future, what more could she possibly want? Arms are crossed in her direction. ❝ What do you need, MISSY? ❞

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❝ And time cannot heal these wounds, my friend. Not again. ❞

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DIGITS HOLDING THE WINE GLASS on one hand, motioning a pause with the other as he takes a sip of the strong liquid within it. Oh, he hasn’t had something like this in AGES — mainly leaving his needs (and abilities) for such with his previous incarnations behind it. He would save this a better occasion, knowing how his plans turn out to be at that time. But what the other is asking of them? It’s definitely needed.

COUGH escapes his lips, digits hitting his chest to clear it up. ❝ Run this by me again from the beginning, my dear. ❞ Strained tone is given towards the other, giving the other a look to match with it. ❝ You want me to do WHAT now? ❞

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❝ He still hasn’t gotten it? Oh, rest his poor soul. ❞ Mumbled under her breath, placing digits upon the bridge of her nose. ❝ LONG ENOUGH. They didn’t need an outsider — ❞ pointed look is given through digits. ❝ — THAT'S YOU to give them that final push. Though, your first act without knowing? Almost brings some tears to my eyes. ❞

he looks down at his outfit with a frown, but can't see anything incriminating. ❝ this riot would have started whether i told them about the government or not. i mean, really, how long could they pretend that they're the same species? ❞

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@nerdynanny continued from x.

❝ STOP ACTING LIKE A CHILD. ❞ EXASPERATED TONE is given in their direction, crossing his arms at the sight of the image produced on the phone before giving the other a pointed look. How is he the one deemed to act childish when whatever that monstrosity has captured the other’s feeble attention? He might (up for debate) acted like a child when it came to transforming all of mankind into versions of himself, but THIS? How does this not take the cake of acting childish.

Also mind him, he was already a pretty kitty back in THAT body (thank you very much).

Though, all of this never stopped him from taking advantage of the situation at hand. WICKED SMILE is placed on his lips, eyes glinting with mischief before making his way towards the other. DIGITS DIG into the tie, pulling him closer towards them. ❝ You think i’m pretty? ❞ FALSE INNOCENT TONE is spoken, giving the other a look to match and ignoring that part. ❝ Say it again, my old friend.❞

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@techiko continued from x.

❝ STOP ME? ❞ HEARTY LAUGH escapes through through lips, digits clapping against one another in an exaggerated manner before wrapping around the bars containing her and giving it a good shake. YOU PATHETIC WASTE OF SPACE — HE CANNOT BE STOPPED! Planned to the very last detail, capturing the very defender of planet earth amongst more of their allies in tow. He’s made his swift move and WON this pathetic planet as his prize. Who in their right (sane) mind would be willing to stop him from pushing more of his agenda? The rest of TORCHWOOD? Theyre a bit busy, after all. Wild goose chase as a gift in his name and all that. At least they’re off his coattail at this time. HEAD IS TILTED TO THE SIDE in a dramatic manner, holding his gaze down on her before letting a sinister smile be placed on his lips. ❝ HALF OF HUMANITY has been wiped out, sweetheart. What makes you think they’re gonna survive under ME? ❞

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BOREDOM etches across features at the very sight in front of him, resting against fisted digits while others tapped a four rhythm pattern over and over (the drums! THE DRUMS!) on the desk in front of him. PATHETIC CREATURES and the need for law and order within their government, never-ending cycles of meetings and paperwork to be dealt with at the hour — it’s all so boring to him! But one must be patient to further their plan at play. Play the part just right and earn the wicked prize of seeing these creatures wiped out by his own creation. Yes, he can be patient enough just for that alone. He’s THE MASTER, after all.

PATIENCE HAS GIVEN HIM A BREAK AT THIS HOUR. Meeting has concluded with their basic human needs met amongst one another, almost causing him to throw hands in the air in an exaggerated manner. Thank the heavens above that he didn’t flat-out murder each and every single one of you at this hour, knowing your roles in this long game. He makes his way downstairs before stopping in his tracks, gaze raking the others features near him before letting a (sinister) smile be placed on his lips. ❝ Haven’t seen around here before. ❞ He’s memorized everyone down to point. You’re new here — Oh, how exciting for once! ❝ You’ve got a name, my dear? ❞

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@fablelike continued from x.

❝ Do you really want to find out, Yaz? ❞ Eyes GLINT with wicked intent, allowing digits to roam and tweak the buttons of the console of the craft in front of him —their craft now! Oh, he’s never going to get tired of correcting himself on that alone. The Doctor’s very lives (and more) are his now to do what he please. He’s going to taint the very title of his old friend, striking fear into those that dares allow the other to save them. Call it payback for twisted fates since the beginning of their lifetime. But first, he has to deal with his little rowdy companion at tow. ❝ Oh, but you will! If you know what’s good for you. ❞ Single digit is wagged in her direction, allowing features to give her a wicked grin. ❝ Don’t want me to pick up a few other strays and harm them, do you? ❞

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❝ CHILD OF BRIGADIER? ❞ Surprised tone is laced within his response, hiding the the small (sinister) smile that dares be placed upon his features in her direction. MERELY AN EDUCATED GUESS on his end, if it weren’t for the soldiers that were en tow at her disposal against him. SHE REEKS of her father’s mannerisms amongst other qualities that seem to follow their lineage through their years to come. Like father like daughter, humans would say among themselves.

❝ My, my. What a surprise. ❞ And a delicious one at that. Feline like gaze rakes over her features, taking her appearance in before letting out a displeased hum her way. They’re all the same to him and he’s yet to forgiven the original for the audacity of that action against him. Sharpened digits clasp themselves behind his back before giving the other a response once more. ❝ To whom do I owe the pleasure of this unannounced accompany? Surely, old brigadier has given you name? Hm? ❞

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❝ You don’t care about me. ❞

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@bringslife: ❛  please don't go, i can't handle losing you too.  ❜ (for dev master)

❝ You've lost me before, darling, and you’ve managed quite WELL without me. ❞ Sharp tone is given towards the other, allowing digits to curl into a fist at the side. ALWAYS THE SAME dance between them, coming and going within each incarnation that span their long lives. Always the same answer between them as well, rejection following suite in the lifelong question shared towards the other. He's gotten so used to it by now that very thought of such admission feels like a TRICK up their book. Surely, a dotting companion must be somewhere in waiting for him. ❝ I don’t believe you. ❞

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❝ What? You didn’t expect this to happen, did you? ❞ VENEMOUS TONE is given in response, throwing the other a JUDGMENTAL look their way. ALWAYS THE DOCTOR to try to reason with the other lower lifeforms that populate the universe, seeing some version of "the good" in them that they so desperately want to see. THERE'S NOTHING GOOD in this species that’s currently holding them at gunpoint, coming from a violent upbringing and such. Why can’t they see that? There’s no point in reasoning in them.

DIGITS WRAP around the LASER SCREWDRIVER in his pocket, itching to use it against the species in question. MAKE A MOVE SO I MAY STRIKE AGAINST YOU. Glance is given to the other, whispering in an angry tone their way. ❝ What’s your plan now, doctor? Time’s ticking for us. ❞

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&. @timelovcd: 🐾 buT VERY SPECIFICALLY and VERY AFFECTIONATELY for shalka , xoxo eleven

ALWAYS BUSY UPON THE CRAFT OF THE STARS , building and arranging in all things of my dwindling CURIOSITY . It’s the most one can do when your best friend — the owner of this craft imprisons you on their ship with your very soul stuck in a machine for all of time itself . No freedom to cause destruction in my wake … absolutely nothing that makes me whole . Oh , I could kill him where he stands for all of this ! If it weren’t for my locked systems I would —

Lost within my wicked thoughts playing in my drives , I didn’t hear the other come into the room that I currently reside until it was too late . Feeling the other’s finger tap my nose playfully , synthetic skin scrunches to mimic the human-like movement in response . ❛ What’s that all about , my dear ? ❜ I asked , raising an eyebrow before crossing my arm in his direction . ❛ What have you done now ? Something I should be concerned about ? ❜

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@n1nth continued from x.

OFFENDED SCOFF escapes crimson lips at his response, placing digits upon the white fabric of her own before turning her attention away from the other. IT'S NOT HER FAULT that the other is quiet as a cybermite in his own craft, giving them all the chances in the world to give a word of input in their (unusual) discussions. You’re usually talkative by now even with the rage and grief of war in your hearts, old friend, why the sudden change now? Curious hearts need to know.

❝ RUDE coming from you and whatever you’re sporting. Nineties homeless rocker? Oh Doctor, you could’ve done so much better. ❞ THERE SHE GOES, proving his point from his response once more. Talkative in this incarnation, isn’t she? Not like she’s following previous footsteps. Painted digit is given, circling around in a motion towards him. ❝ Especially from you, sweet cheeks. You almost talked my ear off in your previous incarnations. One more word and I would’ve ended it on the spot! ❞

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❝ OH DOCTOR. ❞ SING ALONG TONE could be heard from her position, digits draping themselves against his coat before digging deep into his fabric. SHE'S CAUGHT YOU NOW right where she wants you to be at this very moment, intending to invoke whatever’s up her sleeve in the grand scheme of all things — perhaps not, knowing she intends to get better. Be better. Isn’t that what she wanted, after all? She wants to be good for once in her lifetime.

❝ I’M BORED. ❞ DIGITS TUG at the fabric under them, letting out a dramatic sigh before releasing them. CONFINED WITHIN THE CRAFT in the name of everything good for the universe, things do tend to go a little stale every so often when there’s nothing for them to do. EYES GLINT WITH MISCHIEF IN THEM in his direction, digits entwining themselves together before placing them on the ship’s console. ❝ Come, my dear. Let’s have some FUN around here. ❞