The Master wanted to wait. He wanted to find a way that didn't require his running away. It felt like losing everything that had been brought up to the surface in the time they had both stolen from the other, but it wasn't. He had to remind himself of that.
They weren't losing. This was not a battle won for the Valeyard, it was merely a setback.
"You haven't lost yet, Doctor," he said, in way of goodbye for the time being.
He opened the doors and ran out, only barely remembering to keep to where the power was flickering and cutting off. He managed to make it all the way back to his own quarters in what he supposed was record time, half stumbled inside, and leaned against the door as it closed.
Too close. That was far too close. He scrubbed a hand over his face, giving a groan of frustration, and allowed himself to slide into a sitting position on the floor.
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Date: 2011-12-21 05:42 pm (UTC)They weren't losing. This was not a battle won for the Valeyard, it was merely a setback.
"You haven't lost yet, Doctor," he said, in way of goodbye for the time being.
He opened the doors and ran out, only barely remembering to keep to where the power was flickering and cutting off. He managed to make it all the way back to his own quarters in what he supposed was record time, half stumbled inside, and leaned against the door as it closed.
Too close. That was far too close. He scrubbed a hand over his face, giving a groan of frustration, and allowed himself to slide into a sitting position on the floor.