neverwouldiever: like all 40,000 worlds. and their horses, too. (we could've ruled the whole world)
Tenth Doctor ([personal profile] neverwouldiever) wrote2014-10-22 07:48 pm

Not Quite The End Of Time

Assorted threads.
bornofdeath: (I'd eat you)

[personal profile] bornofdeath 2014-10-22 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, the Doctor might of had a complex but the Master certainly didn't. While he was very much dizzy and woozy still, he was a very determined man when he wanted something. Hence why in a blink of an eye, he went from struggling to sit upright to tackling the Doctor down, crawling on top of him a bit like a possessive cat marking it's owner.

"Well, how about I thank you?" What? He was hungry, dying and horny. And he could fix one easier than the others. And besides, he wanted to thank the Doctor, he truly did. But he could never do it with words, it always came out as an insult.

Playfully, he moved in for a kiss, just to try and state his intents as clearly as he could before his energy depleted and he dropped down again.
bornofdeath: (Worst head)

[personal profile] bornofdeath 2014-10-22 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
The Master groaned in annoyance and rolled off the Doctor, his body flashing bright blue, his skeleton showing rather vividly underneath. What a cockblock. His first chance in how many years to try and fuck the Doctor with consent and his body gave up on him. The palms of his hands dug into his closed eyes and he huffed in a rather immature manner.

"Yes, let's try that. I'm so hungry, I could eat you," Which should be a giant massive warning sign to run away or get him to a buffet as quick as possible. "But this isn't over. Got it? If I saved the day, I want a heroes reward."

Never mind that he's saving the day from himself.
bornofdeath: (Losers united)

[personal profile] bornofdeath 2014-10-22 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't care as long as it has food. Any kind of food. I'm so hungry," the Master exhaled from where he was on the floor, stomach hurting from the lack of food. But then that was a constant lately, it only ever got worse when he got tired. Expelling radiation took a lot from him, actually. Slowly hauling himself up, he adjusted his dirty hoodie and smiled at the Doctor rather playfully. "I'll have anything. Really. Just pick somewhere I can eat."