The Master was aware of the blur of the Valeyard's hand, the sting and burn of the needle in his neck, and then crumpling to the floor; out cold. Logically, he knew that when he woke he shouldn't have been up so soon. The Valeyard would have made sure of that, but as the grogginess dissipated he sensed something else.
She was in his mind, helping to dispel the sedative he'd been dosed with by the Valeyard in an attempt to keep the Master and the Doctor separated. He couldn't help a chuckle as he rolled over onto his front, and pushed himself up to his feet.
He had an old friend to go visit, but he needed to pick a few items up before he did. He was certain to find a number of homey devices put to good use in order to hinder his progress.
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Date: 2011-12-23 04:35 am (UTC)She was in his mind, helping to dispel the sedative he'd been dosed with by the Valeyard in an attempt to keep the Master and the Doctor separated. He couldn't help a chuckle as he rolled over onto his front, and pushed himself up to his feet.
He had an old friend to go visit, but he needed to pick a few items up before he did. He was certain to find a number of homey devices put to good use in order to hinder his progress.