@as-was-written gets amnesiac master for 13
Dark eyes opened slowly. He blinked up at a blue sky, wondering just how he had got here. He? Was that right? His mouth felt weird. Their mouth felt weird. Ugh. Reaching up slowly to rub at their eyes, the world was becoming more and more into clarity. Something soft and scratchy and covered in small hard bumps pressing to his back. Ground, of some kind, they knew that. Their hands had dark coloured skin, which felt ... familiar, but also different.
The air smelt fresh, as if it had just rained. Their clothes were loose, comfortable, a little ... cold. They sat up. Laying on the grass, a few feet from a ... path, of some kind. Why did this place feel familiar? It didn't feel like home, but ... familiar.
Standing slowly, they noticed something - a blue box had appeared. That itched in their mind, familiar, but ... unplacable. They walked towards it, reaching out to touch the wood, as if that might explain why it felt so important.
She caught his signal much quicker than she was expecting. Perhaps the Master was losing his touch, the Doctor wasn’t going to question it. She could find him easily and get answers, that was all that mattered.
The Doctor stepped out, stumbling back in shock and frowning at the sight. She hadn’t expected him to be so close. And there was a strange...vagueness about the Master that she couldn’t place. She cocked her head, frowning. “What the hell is this? What’s going on?”
