. . . part of me wants to kill you. Just because you're standing there, so close, and it would make my headache go away.
Part of me wants to eat you. I'm hungry, so very hungry, this body is malfunctioning and it won't die but it won't live either. And food helps. And you are meat.
You have been nothing but nice to me, and I still want to devour you alive and screaming. Can you imagine what it's like for me when people are jerks or idiots or just in the way even?
For a little while it would be better. *He smiles ruefully.* Time Lords can't have asprin, and it wouldn't help anyway, but killing people is so nice . . .
And you can't imagine what the drumming is like, either. So loud, it takes energy just to think coherently past them.
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And here I am telling my story to someone I know only as 'probably a companion.' Name?
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Clara Oswin Oswald, at your service. And you? It's only fair of course.
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Of course. I am the Master, but you can call me Harry if you like.
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The..Master.
[Excuse her while she stares for a second before continuing.]
Pleasure to meet you, Harry.
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Hey, it's no crazier than 'just the Doctor' now is it.
Pleasure is all mine.
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[Insert cheeky grin here.]
Well, maybe if he was just 'The Doctor', that would be the case.
So how do you know him anyway?
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We know each other before we ever went to school. We saw the Schism together. We fought in the time War together. We are the last of our kind.
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....Wait..I recognize you...I don't know which one of me it was but I remember you.
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Do you play at SWS?
I've actually never been over that way before
Come join us!
I'm trying to be better these days, if only to spite Rassilon, and that just makes them worse.
Alright then~ BD
Talking always helps..well, it's always worked for me at least. Have you tried? You've got to have someone you can talk to..right?
:D
C:
You can talk to me.
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Part of me wants to eat you. I'm hungry, so very hungry, this body is malfunctioning and it won't die but it won't live either. And food helps. And you are meat.
You have been nothing but nice to me, and I still want to devour you alive and screaming. Can you imagine what it's like for me when people are jerks or idiots or just in the way even?
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[She doesn't seem all that put off though. Weirder things have happened to her.]
But what would it solve? It wouldn't make the hurt go away would it? Seems to me like there has to be a better way to make it better.
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And you can't imagine what the drumming is like, either. So loud, it takes energy just to think coherently past them.
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War drums, always beating, telling me to kill and to hurt and destroy ruin fight.
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Can't you make the sound mean something else though? It can't always be death and destruction can it? I mean, it's your head.
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