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trans_92012-02-08 11:02 am
hullo_sweetie) wrote in trans_92012-02-08 11:02 am
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Got me trippin' super psycho love
River hadn't been acting quite herself lately. It had started with the spring cleaning business with all the Doctors and steadily snowballed into this. River Song, the illustrious and utterly dangerous weapon forged from the Doctor's own dear companions to kill him before he could interfere with the Silence's plans, was once again back to her old self again. It's not that her memories were erased, she could remember everything quite clearly, it was more like a switch had been hit on her emotions. She knew of her past actions with the Doctor, but didn't understand her behavior. Why should she fight so hard to protect the man she was destined to kill?
The Master was going to help her do it and my, he wasn't too hard on the eyes either. She couldn't rightly understand why she had taken up for the Doctor all of her time on Stacy, when the Master was infinitely more interesting.
So she waited for him in the only place that held the most memories for them. He knew where to find her, of course, and River knew he would come.
Perched in the very chair she'd handcuffed him to, one long leg thrown over the other, she waits.
The Master was going to help her do it and my, he wasn't too hard on the eyes either. She couldn't rightly understand why she had taken up for the Doctor all of her time on Stacy, when the Master was infinitely more interesting.
So she waited for him in the only place that held the most memories for them. He knew where to find her, of course, and River knew he would come.
Perched in the very chair she'd handcuffed him to, one long leg thrown over the other, she waits.