Hybrid is for cars, not Time Ladies. [Closed]

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River's eyes slowly began to open, and oh, this felt familiar. Similar to that time she'd been drugged by Madame Kovarian. A sluggish feeling, a  general feeling of drowsiness. Yup, she'd definitely been drugged. Again. Judging from her unfamiliar surroundings and her current state - handcuffed to a chair - she'd been kidnapped too. Ugh, what was it about her that just screamed 'kidnap me and brain wash me?' The last thing she remembered, she had been getting ready to do some exploring of the ventilation shafts and then - Nothing.

"I generally prefer to be the one doing the handcuffing. It's just not as fun this way." That's River for you. Even when in a potentially dangerous situation, she always had a cheeky remark or two up her sleeve. "Do I get to meet my captor?"

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The Doctor sniffed. "I'd say it's loads better than trying to take over worlds." And yes, sometimes he might have some...well, to be fair unkind thoughts toward humanity, but generally they surprised him and reminded him all over again why he was so fond of them and so he liked to think their definitions of snooping were vastly differently. Incredibly different!

He can think of all sorts of ways the Master could "stoop" according to his own warped definition of it. After all, the man probably thought of them as overgrown apes. And he remembered seeing how Lucy was reacting around "Saxon". He'd had a year of being stuck on the Valiant to have an agonizing front row seat to his reign over Earth.

Things like that tended to leave a bad taste in your mouth.

"Did you find Lucy precious?" The Doctor blurted, intensely curious. He had to know.

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The Master smiled an almost fond, reminiscent sort of smile. "You never did know how to have any real fun," he remarked. The implication, of course, being that Lucy had. At least in the beginning.

Before the Doctor ruined her.

Cool if we wrap this up?

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The Doctor didn't seem to believe the Master. There was a difference between whatever warped idea of "fun" the man had and...if Lucy had meant anything to him at all. He hadn't given him a yes or a no if she was precious to him. Maybe it was an impossible thing to admit. But considering how long he'd been with the woman during that Year That Never Was, the Doctor thought there was something there, however twisted it was. Maybe he had cared for her.

Lucy had paid the price, unfortunately.

The Doctor hitched up the knees of his trousers, fussing with them as he got to his feet. He held up a little nail he'd picked up from his way in, letting the Master see it.

"'Fun' isn't twisting some poor woman the way you did. Or nosing your way and snooping at River." He walked over and set down the nail just out of reach of the Master's handcuffed hands. "I'm sure you can find a way out. It might even be fun."

Sure! Also, Doctor, you suck <3<3

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The Master's lazy smile slipped away as the Doctor rose to his feet, his eyes following the progress of the nail and blazing in indignation.

"You're just going to leave me here?" he sputtered. Part of him was sure it was just as much for refusing to answer the Doctor's question, to open up, as much as it was what he'd done or hadn't done to River.

He'd rather rot here anyhow. The Doctor didn't deserve answers.