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Starters | Kidnapped

“Hey there, sleeping beauty. You been out for a while.” 

“Shut up, stop fucking screaming!” 

“Oh, you want to fight me? That’s cute.” 

“Come on, you can take a hit better than that, can’t you?” 

“Fuck, stay down, would you?” 

“Don’t squirm so much, you’re going to hurt yourself and piss me off.” 

“You’ve got five seconds to get down on the ground again, or I’ll shoot.” 

“You need both legs to run, why don’t I break one?” 

“See, if you’d cooperated, I wouldn’t have had to hurt you.” 

“Easy, sweetheart. The barrel of the gun is cold, isn’t it?” 

“Open your mouth before I choke you with the gag, instead.” 

“Can’t see a thing, can you?” 

“Well, look who finally came around. Don’t bother looking around, you have no idea where we are.” 

“Such a pretty face, it’d be a shame to mess it up.” 

“I think you look pretty cute with a bloody lip. Don’t make me do it again.” 

“I’m prepared to keep you as long as I need to. Until I get what I want, you’re mine.”

“Listen, I’m what stands between you and death, so I suggest you give me some fuckin’ respect.”

“No one’s gonna came save you.” 

“I’ve been watching you for a while. This was almost easy.” 

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing out here by yourself?”

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@thedoctorsimpossiblegirl  ( cont. )

   ‘ dying of old age is easier said than done, ESPECIALLY FOR SOMEONE LIKE MYSELF. ’ he quipped back to her, eyes momentarily flicking over hers. though yes, she did have a point, not dying would be preferable. ‘ we really do need to be more careful in future. ’

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Do you love me? [from Rose]

    oh boy.

    the question had been a long time coming, yet now that it was here he found that it wasn’t something that could be prepared for. it was something that, truth be told, he never thought he’d have to address. he didn’t have an answer.

  ‘ why do you ask? ’

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venusexstillhaven.

( X ) Continuation

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“You don’t need to do this,” she mocked with her trademark smile. “See, thing is I want to do this.  It’s not often I can find one like you. Well, one like us. The universe is vast and quite boring with all those primitive races out there. Forcing you onto my side just feels all the more sweeter!”

Almost in a playful manner she booped the tip of  his nose before running off to gather her tools. Oh how she could hardly contain herself in excitement! For once the act of innocence gave her some use. Drawing the attention of one of her kind was always so difficult. At least now she had a pleasant little  show for her actions.

“I still can’t believe you bothered to think any of this would be safe,” she continued, rolling her silver tray of medical supplies over. “For all those stories about you, you’re really daft! Most tend to be able to smell the Seeprid drug in their drink. Oh it won’t do much, I give you my word on that. You’re not going to die in your sleep or anything. That would take the fun out of all of this. It should just paralyze you from the neck down to keep you still. Never really had to use it on a Time Lord though. If you begin  feeling a little fuzzy let me know. I couldn’t be a proper  host letting you pass out here in the dining area when there’s a bed upstairs.”

    it was becoming harder and harder to focus on her words with every second that passed, his body throbbing and the feeling slowly leaving his limbs. he attempted to reach up a hand, perhaps in retaliation, yet when he saw his fingers weakly wrap themselves around her ankle he noted that he didn’t FEEL his hand doing this. it didn’t take long after for him to lose the ability to move his arms AT ALL, quickly followed by his legs.

  ‘ bed. ’ he muttered softly, his body exhausted. he found himself hoping that whatever drug had been given to him would also stop any pain from being received, though from the discomfort he felt in his neck he knew that this wasn’t the case.

  ‘ what.. do you want? ’

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@goldenacolyte  ( cont. )

      he gave her an incredulous look, ‘ you, lose me? nah, never gonna happen. ’ the doctor flashed her a grin, though under it lay a certain concern, although it wasn’t quite apparent what the motive for it was. ‘ i don’t know what i’d do without you here. ’

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shewandersoff.

the blonde huffs – suppressing the urge to grab the Time Lord by his shoulder and turn him back around to face her. it’s moments like this she’s reminded of how painfully ALIEN he is. it might be a foolish thing to say – stupid, foolish, human girl – but with that hair, those eyes and that smile, she often forgets. she’s reminded most clearly of it when he shuts her out.                                                         ❝ you’re not. why won’t you just talk to me, Doctor? ❞

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    he stopped. an audible sigh escaped his lips, somewhat involuntarily. why couldn’t they just have FUN, why did they need to talk about everything? he hadn’t ASKED to talk to her about his problems, nor did he want to. and yet.. it was almost endearing, regardless of the annoyance that it presented. deep down he knew that it was ultimately hypocritical of him, given how he often THRUST HIS HELP UPON OTHERS, just as rose was doing now. he found himself understanding a little easier why people were often somewhat rude with him when he did so. he turned, soft eyes meeting hers.

  ‘ because it won’t change anything. ’

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‘ shetravelled.

“—-on Mars? thought the plan was to avoid Mars, eh? Though, I’m game if you are, yeah?”

    ‘ welllllll, what’s the fun in travelling if there’s never any danger, eh? besides, did i mention: banana daiquiris! ’ a flip of a levar and a spin of a wheel and the TARDIS began to groan and wheeze it’s way towards 22nd century Mars, destination: Mal’krez bar.

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forcedremorse.

@theverylast liked this for a starter ! 

❝Care t’ tell me what th’ heck this thing is?❞

    ‘ it’s a police call box! ’ he exclaimed, his eyes wide in bewilderment, ‘ honestly, so much for history classes! it hasn’t been THAT long since there was one of these on every street! tsk, kids these days. ’

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everybodyelsedying.

“We should get out of here,” Ashildr suggested. “These people are at no risk from anything but themselves and I don’t think we’ll walk away if we go back,” She wasn’t sure if he’d feel the same, but she hoped he would. 

Her fingers laced around his, “So much for a fun little trip,” She laughed a little, though it was somewhat humorlessly. 

“I didn’t kill anyone or leave anyone to die so I suppose I’m growing under your care, aren’t I?” 

    slender fingers wrapped around hers in return, a crooked smile emerging upon his face as he momentarily eyes their hands interlacing as they began to leave. ‘ well, yes, i mean-------- NORMALLY i don’t have to teach people that killing is wrong but y’know, one step at a time. ’ he replied, eyes never looking back as they strolled off. he was, in truth, proud of her. she’d grown so much.

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“We are going to have so much fun together!”

    ‘ you don’t need to do this. ’ looking up was hard, his neck strained to push itself upwards to look at her, his eyes struggling to focus on hers. whatever she’d used to drug him was still in his system, leaving him groggy and dazed. but even in this state he KNEW that he needed to escape. the only thing that awaited him if he could not do so was pain.

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“Please untie me.”

    ‘ oh, i don’t think so, miss tyler. ’ the ropes that bound her to the bed were fastened tightly, the coarse nature of them contrasting greatly with the softness of the bed, just how his own personality often switched from soft and caring to passionate and almost SADISTIC in a matter of seconds, and vice versa.

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The Lazarus Experiment

>To have an adventure investigating the unusual, there’s no time like the present!After travelling backwards, forwards and backwards again in time, Martha Jones has returned home. However, before the Tenth Doctor can bid farewell to her, he hears Professor Richard Lazarus announcing that he’ll “change what it means to be human.” What could this mean? And could it lead to something far more dangerous than a simple scientific failure?

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“Why are you doing this?”

    ‘ i don’t have much choice. i’m sorry. ’ the woman’s bound wrists and ankles were setting off moral alarm bells in his head, yet he knew he really DIDN’T have much choice in the matter. she could be dangerous were she allowed to roam free, even if she didn’t know it. ‘ something’s inside of you, something malicious. it’s like, ah, a parasite. a parasite that needs sustinence, and sadly fish and chips isn’t quite enough for it. it needs blood. you won’t remember it, but you ATTACKED people in public just a few hours ago. I took you here, though you only became ‘you’ again by the time you were already restrained. ’

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Starters | Kidnapped

“Hey there, sleeping beauty. You been out for a while.” 

“Shut up, stop fucking screaming!” 

“Oh, you want to fight me? That’s cute.” 

“Come on, you can take a hit better than that, can’t you?” 

“Fuck, stay down, would you?” 

“Don’t squirm so much, you’re going to hurt yourself and piss me off.” 

“You’ve got five seconds to get down on the ground again, or I’ll shoot.” 

“You need both legs to run, why don’t I break one?” 

“See, if you’d cooperated, I wouldn’t have had to hurt you.” 

“Easy, sweetheart. The barrel of the gun is cold, isn’t it?” 

“Open your mouth before I choke you with the gag, instead.” 

“Can’t see a thing, can you?” 

“Well, look who finally came around. Don’t bother looking around, you have no idea where we are.” 

“Such a pretty face, it’d be a shame to mess it up.” 

“I think you look pretty cute with a bloody lip. Don’t make me do it again.” 

“I’m prepared to keep you as long as I need to. Until I get what I want, you’re mine.”

“Listen, I’m what stands between you and death, so I suggest you give me some fuckin’ respect.”

“No one’s gonna came save you.” 

“I’ve been watching you for a while. This was almost easy.” 

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing out here by yourself?”

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“You can’t keep me here!”

    ‘ and YOU can’t go around hitting people, so i guess we’re both breaking the rules------------! ’ aliens causing trouble in the streets was always he was on the lookout for, though normally he’d manage to intervene before someone took matters into their own hands. the woman has SMACKED the alien so hard that their perception filter had become temporarily faulty, revealing it’s true form. the doctor hadn’t had much choice but to take both individuals back to the TARDIS, sending the alien off on his way with a slap on the wrist, and locking the woman in one of the bedrooms. he’d been planning on just letting her go, but after finding out her connections to authority he knew he’d need to wipe her mind.

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The Machinist (2004)