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"Watch it, mate. You think your little space laser is going to stop me knocking you on your ear, you've got another thing coming." Donna got right in his space, jabbing her finger into his chest. "I'll smack that goatee off your face if I have to."
She stepped back, scoffing. "If you call yourself the Doctor's arch-nemesis, it's funny how he never talks about you. Don't suppose that stings at all. How he's spending all that time not thinking about you."
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"What's a fancy guy like you doing here, huh?"
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“It really makes sense, luv. I was disappointed in you. That’s why I killed you, but I had no idea you’d turn into me!” Koschei clapped his hands while looking at the other. “Would miss the hat though.”
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Dying on the hook. Maybe it should have been easier by now, but there was a reason every survivor fought so hard to avoid it. It was excruciating. Dwight's vision blurred as he watched the Trapper step away to admire his work. Dwight tried and failed to bite back a sob, his entire body shuddering with whimpers as tears ran down his face and that mask stared impassively back at him.
It was difficult to focus his eyes on anything when his vision was starting to go black, but there was movement behind the killer. Someone was coming to save him. Maybe Jake, he always had Dwight's back. Dwight had to distract the killer long enough for them to hide.
As the Trapper started turn away, Dwight started to squirm. He knew it distracted many of the killers, who liked to watch the survivors die. There was a rustling and Dwight moaned loudly, trying to cover the noise. Trapper turned back and looked at Dwight. He'd given his friend as much time as he could. Dwight went limp.
Dwight was quite out of breath by then, his little groans of pain completely genuine. He tried to focus through his swimming vision. The Trapper was gone then, but someone else was in the moonlight. He must have been out of it, because he couldn't recognize them. He smiled weakly, unable to speak enough to thank them for the assumed save.
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When the Doctor heard there may have been a Time Lord on the planet Reegul Twelve, of course he went to investigate right away. He landed the TARDIS and walked right out of it and had only been exploring a little bit when he ran into a strange woman who immediately pointed a weapon of some sort at him. He didn’t recognize what the weapon was, but could tell it was a weapon none the less, so he raised his hands in surrender.
“I was just making my way through,” he told the strange woman, “Is there something you want?”
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@timetakeover sent [ knife ] — my muse drags a knife across your muse’s body part (specify) (idk, chest? From Dhawan!Master?)
The knife that glides over his chest has his breath hitching and his heart racing. Weapons this close to him set his flight or fight off and if that cuts into him, they’re going to have a problem on their hands.
His heart pounds and he forces his body still despite how much he wants to shiver at the cold metal against his skin. One hand comes up to grasp the wrist with the knife in it and he tries to pull it away, blue eyes narrowing at him.
“If you cut me with that, we’re done.” He’s not sure how he feels about the metal against him, the sharp blade, he’s never had anyone try to use a knife on him before but it’s definitely not a favorite - that’s for sure. It’s not enough to turn him off but it is enough to set him on edge.
“Don’t you have anything, I don’t know, less weapon-y?” He doesn’t mind pain, not at all, but knives and guns remind him a little too much of having to fight for his life. “I don’t mind pain but I dunno how I feel about this knife thing.”
@timetakeover - “Thank you so much for meeting with me, Ms. . .well, Mistress, I believe, is the title you prefer?” Shaw asked. He was used to calling women that, but in a very DIFFERENT context, so this might take some getting used to. But the being in his office was something far more rare and special than a dominatrix. Like himself, she only LOOKED like a normal human. Unlike himself, she wasn’t even a human at all, not even a mutated one, at least from what he understood. Some sort of alien, apparently. But her origins and species were not what was important; what was important was what she could do for him. Getting a message to her had been difficult, to say the least, but there was little that a man with Shaw’s resources could not eventually manage somehow. Now, here she was in one of his palatial offices, him behind a massive ebony desk, her being offered anything she pleased from a staff member carrying a silver tray before Shaw shooed them off. “Straight to business—I understand you can travel without effort to various other times and dimensions. Is this correct? Because if so, I am very keenly interested in contracting your services to do this and take me with you, and I am prepared to compensate you handsomely. If our money here is of no interest to you, believe me, we can find another means of currency to please you.”
❝ You know The Doctor? ❞
HE WASN’T AT ALL SURPRISED BY SUCH A NOTION. After all, they were talking about by far the most travelled being in all the cosmos - he doubted there was a speck of dust that hadn’t witnessed their presence.
EVEN SO, HE RETAINED A LOOK OF NEUTRALITY. He’d known his friend long enough to understand the chaos that constituted the Time Lord’s life - lives, as it were. One never achieved as they did without earning a few enemies, after all.
❝ In my experience, that isn’t always a good thing. ❞
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