He let out a laugh at the idea of the Valeyard not considering the Master his enemy. Even now, sharing a drink with him and relying on him entirely, the Doctor still knew he was an enemy. He took another swallow of the alcohol.
"The term they'd use is fucked, Master," he said, letting out another laugh. "You and I, we're fucked."
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Date: 2011-12-24 04:02 am (UTC)"The term they'd use is fucked, Master," he said, letting out another laugh. "You and I, we're fucked."