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rude_not_ginger) wrote2011-12-28 11:59 pm
rude_not_ginger) wrote2011-12-28 11:59 pm
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for best_served_hot | I wake up first, and I stare at you sleeping
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The lift seemed smaller now. Maybe it was the knowledge how little time was left. Maybe it was the attitude that had changed between them since they first rode up to the room with the stars.
Maybe it was the weight of all of the things they weren't saying. Sometimes that weight would suffocate the Doctor when he was awake and alone.
The scrambling device was on again, keeping the cameras in the lift blind as to their actions. The immature side of the Doctor wanted to make a face at the cameras, simply because the Valeyard couldn't see. He didn't, of course. He just stood there, waiting.
"What will you tell him?" he asked.
The lift seemed smaller now. Maybe it was the knowledge how little time was left. Maybe it was the attitude that had changed between them since they first rode up to the room with the stars.
Maybe it was the weight of all of the things they weren't saying. Sometimes that weight would suffocate the Doctor when he was awake and alone.
The scrambling device was on again, keeping the cameras in the lift blind as to their actions. The immature side of the Doctor wanted to make a face at the cameras, simply because the Valeyard couldn't see. He didn't, of course. He just stood there, waiting.
"What will you tell him?" he asked.
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"Been a bit lightfingered with the infirmary equipment have we?" he said, gripping just a little tighter. He focused his mind and pushed the intoxication out of his system. He had to focus on this, he had to stop him. He wasn't about to have the Master knock everything down and ruin everything they'd worked for.
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"Oh, just a little bit. I needed a few things to make my visit a bit more tolerable. Anesthetic. Nanogenes. Sedatives. It does make for a very fun night in."