"It's not the last TARDIS," His was out there, somewhere, waiting for him. And he wasn't able to get to it because here he was, dicking around with the Doctor and being his prisoner. He couldn't take it any longer, the endless bored and constant restraint. This has nothing to do with attention, this was entirely to do with freedom. He hated it here. "But you'd like to think that, wouldn't you? That this piece of rusted junk was the last."
The Master grinned but it wasn't really a pleasant one. It was the kind of a shark would give, unpleasant with just a little too many teeth showing. "You think I'm bluffing?" Then, like that, he sliced through three intertwined wires just by the main one. None of which were really that important but they did make the TARDIS panic. The warning signal sounded and the light dimmed slightly. Probably having to relay power. "Death would be a blessing. You're right, normally I'd back out like a coward but not this time. Oh no, I can't go on like this. I never thought you'd drive me this mad but well done, you did it!"
Said a lot for the Doctor's company, didn't it? Gritting his teeth, he slid the knife back towards the more important wires, a determined look on his face. "Enter the co-ordinates I ask you to or I'm going to crash this TARDIS. Worst case scenario? Death. And that's never stopped me much before. Best case? New regenerations! Won't that be exciting, I think it will be." Maybe the next regeneration would have less trouble coping with the drums?
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The Master grinned but it wasn't really a pleasant one. It was the kind of a shark would give, unpleasant with just a little too many teeth showing. "You think I'm bluffing?" Then, like that, he sliced through three intertwined wires just by the main one. None of which were really that important but they did make the TARDIS panic. The warning signal sounded and the light dimmed slightly. Probably having to relay power. "Death would be a blessing. You're right, normally I'd back out like a coward but not this time. Oh no, I can't go on like this. I never thought you'd drive me this mad but well done, you did it!"
Said a lot for the Doctor's company, didn't it? Gritting his teeth, he slid the knife back towards the more important wires, a determined look on his face. "Enter the co-ordinates I ask you to or I'm going to crash this TARDIS. Worst case scenario? Death. And that's never stopped me much before. Best case? New regenerations! Won't that be exciting, I think it will be." Maybe the next regeneration would have less trouble coping with the drums?