A/N: I am not really good at writing eloquent author's notes. I am afraid
that my pore mundane tidbits will have too due.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Doctor Who. I love the Master.
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Part Two
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The Master slept for a day and a half afterwards. He laid there calm and peaceful, and if you had seem him for the first time now then you would never had been able to tell that this man was a murderer. His features were relaxed and he looked almost handsome.
The door opened to the hut and a bright light hit his face waking him.
He wanted to curse.
Lifting his arm to shield his eyes, he used his other arm to pull himself up and rest himself on the headboard. He was able to focus better now and his body didn't hurt nearly as much as it did the other day.
" What time is it?" He demanded of the nurse, woman, who ever it was who had entered the room.
Her soft voice was a surprising reply to his harsh tone. " Midday." She remained at the doorway. " Would you like me to shut these blinds for you?" She asked in a weak but polite voice.
She sounded young but what could he tell of her age. He couldn't even make out her silhouette until he bid her to close the blinds. Once they were closed he could tell she had a small frame. Her hair was brown and just bellow shoulder length.
" I trust your feeling better. You had lost quite a lot of blood. I am just amazed that you be sitting up just yet." She walked over to him and bent down to check his bandages allowing her untied hair to fall onto his stomach.
" I'm fine." He spoke tersely pushing her hand away and moving further from her on the bed.
" I'm sorry. I just wanted to check your bandages." Her mood hadn't changed much. He couldn't really tell what her mood was even. She had come in with an almost stoic expression on her lightly sun tanned face and it hadn't changed much since then. He studied her a bit more closely. She wore simple cloths, shorts fitted with many pockets and a white t-shirt slightly damp at the neck with sweat. She had lean small arms to match her small body, and small breasts as well that showed slightly through her damp shirt.
He tried not to notice that as she moved again close to him to check his bandages, he moved back toward her on the bed to give her better access to them.
She placed her hand on his arm and took off the sticky tape holding the dressing in place. She peeled it away and almost immediately her stoic expression melted away and turned into disbelief at what she saw. He had healed almost overnight. All that were left of the deep cuts were fine pink lines of new scar tissue.
" Something wrong?" He said hotly.
She turned to him. " I've never seen some one heal so quickly."
" Just check the others so I can leave."
She shook her head and continued to remove bandages each one of the wounds under them were equally healed. The first thing that popped into her head was. This mans not human, but not wanting to point out the obvious she merely asked: " Were are you from?"
Just before she had asked the question the Master noted that her face became settled again. She probly was used to a lot of things, living out here in this hot climate probly a jungle or somewhere. He knew that this was not the place he had been earlier, the other place had been a lot drier.
After a long pause she asked him again. " Were are you from." She had prepared her self for a rude answer, but he merely continued to look away.
" Not from here." His voice was nonchalant and uncaring.
" Nobody with your skin coloration is from here. You've got to be the palest person I have ever seen on this island. How did you get here." She looked at him quizzically.
" Why should I tell you how I got here, and if I wanted your opinion on my skin I would have asked for it, you wretched little human. What I am doing here and how I got here is my affair and none of yours so continue on with your work and then let me go or just let me go your choice." He nearly shouted.
She gave him a severely pissed off look. " You better get an attitude adjustment, Mister I'm so fucking retarded I went into a rainforest island that never gets down to 70 degrees warring nothing but black velvet. Oh, and another thing. You're not going to be able to get off this island by your self unless you want the cute little kittens out their to rip your frickin' hearts out. So you had better sweeten your attitude."
His eyes were wide. There were not to many people in the universe who could look him strait in the eye and yell at him like that. He felt around in the pockets for his TCE. Nothing was there not even the peppermint he had from the restaurant on Tramen 6.
" Were did you take my stuff too?" he asked angrily. " And don't think I wont have killed you just because you happen to have come at the right time to save my life. Your nothing to me your just another pathetic human."
She gave a hearty laugh. " You're calling me a stupid human. You're one to talk. What are you anyway? I am glad that Tiger didn't kill you. I haven't laughed this much in a long time." She continued to laugh but it didn't have any effect on the Master. He continued to look at her with hate in his eyes.
" What are you laughing at you silly girl?"
" You, honey." She wiped the tear from her eye. " Come to think of it. It feels good to argue with some one too. Don't get to do it much here."
What the hell was it with this girl? " Whats the matter with you? I am laying here threatening you and glaring at you and all you can do is laugh at me."
" Honey there aint no way that you could ever kill me." She smiled at him.
" There isn't any.and what makes you think that I cant? I am genetically stronger, faster, smarter, agile, and I am male so that makes me, weather I be human." he cringed " or you be Time-Lady, better than you."
" Really you think so. Well I think its only fair that I give you a chance to prove your self. I really think all that you have just said is bull and you don't know what you are talking about. Tell you what. You stay here for a bit, and you show me that you're so much better than I am. Then if you beat me than I will give you safe passage to your ship."
" And what will you do if by some minute chance you, an inferior being, happen to beat me?"
" We'll get there when we get there." She started to walk to the door. " By the way what is your name?" She walked back over to the bed.
" I call my self the Master." He gave her a smug smile.
" Well since you call your self that I surely don't have to and even if I had to I wouldn't so while I am down by the river I will think of an appropriate name to call you." She saw his look of contempt. " Don't worry I won't call you anything to bad."
" I won't answer to it."
" Well then your going to be in very lonely company." She walked out the door leaving the Master with his mouth wide open.
Well that was a first. Usually he left with the last word.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Doctor Who. I love the Master.
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Part Two
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The Master slept for a day and a half afterwards. He laid there calm and peaceful, and if you had seem him for the first time now then you would never had been able to tell that this man was a murderer. His features were relaxed and he looked almost handsome.
The door opened to the hut and a bright light hit his face waking him.
He wanted to curse.
Lifting his arm to shield his eyes, he used his other arm to pull himself up and rest himself on the headboard. He was able to focus better now and his body didn't hurt nearly as much as it did the other day.
" What time is it?" He demanded of the nurse, woman, who ever it was who had entered the room.
Her soft voice was a surprising reply to his harsh tone. " Midday." She remained at the doorway. " Would you like me to shut these blinds for you?" She asked in a weak but polite voice.
She sounded young but what could he tell of her age. He couldn't even make out her silhouette until he bid her to close the blinds. Once they were closed he could tell she had a small frame. Her hair was brown and just bellow shoulder length.
" I trust your feeling better. You had lost quite a lot of blood. I am just amazed that you be sitting up just yet." She walked over to him and bent down to check his bandages allowing her untied hair to fall onto his stomach.
" I'm fine." He spoke tersely pushing her hand away and moving further from her on the bed.
" I'm sorry. I just wanted to check your bandages." Her mood hadn't changed much. He couldn't really tell what her mood was even. She had come in with an almost stoic expression on her lightly sun tanned face and it hadn't changed much since then. He studied her a bit more closely. She wore simple cloths, shorts fitted with many pockets and a white t-shirt slightly damp at the neck with sweat. She had lean small arms to match her small body, and small breasts as well that showed slightly through her damp shirt.
He tried not to notice that as she moved again close to him to check his bandages, he moved back toward her on the bed to give her better access to them.
She placed her hand on his arm and took off the sticky tape holding the dressing in place. She peeled it away and almost immediately her stoic expression melted away and turned into disbelief at what she saw. He had healed almost overnight. All that were left of the deep cuts were fine pink lines of new scar tissue.
" Something wrong?" He said hotly.
She turned to him. " I've never seen some one heal so quickly."
" Just check the others so I can leave."
She shook her head and continued to remove bandages each one of the wounds under them were equally healed. The first thing that popped into her head was. This mans not human, but not wanting to point out the obvious she merely asked: " Were are you from?"
Just before she had asked the question the Master noted that her face became settled again. She probly was used to a lot of things, living out here in this hot climate probly a jungle or somewhere. He knew that this was not the place he had been earlier, the other place had been a lot drier.
After a long pause she asked him again. " Were are you from." She had prepared her self for a rude answer, but he merely continued to look away.
" Not from here." His voice was nonchalant and uncaring.
" Nobody with your skin coloration is from here. You've got to be the palest person I have ever seen on this island. How did you get here." She looked at him quizzically.
" Why should I tell you how I got here, and if I wanted your opinion on my skin I would have asked for it, you wretched little human. What I am doing here and how I got here is my affair and none of yours so continue on with your work and then let me go or just let me go your choice." He nearly shouted.
She gave him a severely pissed off look. " You better get an attitude adjustment, Mister I'm so fucking retarded I went into a rainforest island that never gets down to 70 degrees warring nothing but black velvet. Oh, and another thing. You're not going to be able to get off this island by your self unless you want the cute little kittens out their to rip your frickin' hearts out. So you had better sweeten your attitude."
His eyes were wide. There were not to many people in the universe who could look him strait in the eye and yell at him like that. He felt around in the pockets for his TCE. Nothing was there not even the peppermint he had from the restaurant on Tramen 6.
" Were did you take my stuff too?" he asked angrily. " And don't think I wont have killed you just because you happen to have come at the right time to save my life. Your nothing to me your just another pathetic human."
She gave a hearty laugh. " You're calling me a stupid human. You're one to talk. What are you anyway? I am glad that Tiger didn't kill you. I haven't laughed this much in a long time." She continued to laugh but it didn't have any effect on the Master. He continued to look at her with hate in his eyes.
" What are you laughing at you silly girl?"
" You, honey." She wiped the tear from her eye. " Come to think of it. It feels good to argue with some one too. Don't get to do it much here."
What the hell was it with this girl? " Whats the matter with you? I am laying here threatening you and glaring at you and all you can do is laugh at me."
" Honey there aint no way that you could ever kill me." She smiled at him.
" There isn't any.and what makes you think that I cant? I am genetically stronger, faster, smarter, agile, and I am male so that makes me, weather I be human." he cringed " or you be Time-Lady, better than you."
" Really you think so. Well I think its only fair that I give you a chance to prove your self. I really think all that you have just said is bull and you don't know what you are talking about. Tell you what. You stay here for a bit, and you show me that you're so much better than I am. Then if you beat me than I will give you safe passage to your ship."
" And what will you do if by some minute chance you, an inferior being, happen to beat me?"
" We'll get there when we get there." She started to walk to the door. " By the way what is your name?" She walked back over to the bed.
" I call my self the Master." He gave her a smug smile.
" Well since you call your self that I surely don't have to and even if I had to I wouldn't so while I am down by the river I will think of an appropriate name to call you." She saw his look of contempt. " Don't worry I won't call you anything to bad."
" I won't answer to it."
" Well then your going to be in very lonely company." She walked out the door leaving the Master with his mouth wide open.
Well that was a first. Usually he left with the last word.