TO HER, IT IS TRUTH.

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"the doctor sucks," I say, and the crowd boos as i walk offstage

"it's true," a voice in the back says. it's my infinite amount of echoes

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everything seems to play out as normal. she’s said her smaller on the outside comment, and offers her a chuffed expression instead of his confused one as experienced earlier. it’s not a first anymore. she does do something different, however. she didn’t turn away from him before —— that was NEW. not necessarily good, either. her arms had lifted up and it appears that she was putting something on, and he hoped it wasn’t what he thought it was.

she turned around to face him and he noticed her now coy expression as she hovers over to the console. he was right. just as he feared, her hands were leathered. a new trademark of the master’s, one he grew to despise.

he scowls at her comment —— rage fueling his entire being as he realized that he’d been tricked by this incarnation once again, that she was behind all of it.

    ❛     you —— you’re the disruption ! you decided to go back here and pretend to be one of her splinters ? just for a LAUGH ? ❜ the doctor reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his sonic screwdriver, aiming it where her hands were hovering.

    ❛ don’t you dare press any buttons. ❜

       she smirks as she watches him realize his grave mistake. he’s so SLOW, sometimes. most of the time. he is quick to draw his sonic, eliciting a laugh from the master. she raises her hands in an act of surrender, or that’s what is SEEMS to be. instead, it’s an offensive move. 

she snaps her fingers, and-- VOILA, the doors slam shut. she takes this moment to her advantage, as he is too distracted to stop her from pushing the tardis’ and his buttons simultaneously. soon enough, she hears a DING ! and--- it pops out. her laser screwdriver pops out, she KNOWS it’s hers, but it looks... different. not a bad different. it must’ve been upgraded with his tardis. how convenient! by the time he’s turned back to face her, she’s holding her own SONIC SCREWDRIVER in her hand.

       ‘ i’ve been meaning to get this back! ‘ she declares, rolling it back and forth. ‘ two can play at this game-- ‘ she adds, raising her weapon and pointing it at him, creating a STALEMATE of sorts. ‘ it’s been a while since i’ve last seen you, and well-- i do love victorian times, don’t you? i think i might just keep coming back. ‘

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     ❛       here we are! home sweet getaway car ! or —— ship, rather. ❜ the doctor pushes his door inward, inviting ‘clara’ into his ship. she couldn’t have known about it prior, so he’s sure the bigger on the inside would surprise her. he remembers running into this clara before, back when he had only just began to solve the mystery. he felt a disruption in the timeline and had travelled alone to investigate, playing out events as they had happened before. he was waiting for it now, her comment on it. it was unique, he remembers. the doctor decided to play his part.

     ❛ it’s called the TARDIS. it can travel anywhere in time and space —— and it’s mine ! ❜

@hertruth.

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she steps in, CAREFUL of her own satisfaction getting in the way. she’d made it-- she had actually pulled her little plan off! not all the way, not really. she’s got to keep the ACT up for a little bit longer before she can let the curtains close.

     ‘ it’s--- smaller on the outside!  ‘ she says with ( fake ) amazement. she knows how much he’s come to love the BIGGER ON THE INSIDE comment, and this is her one chance to really mess with him. HMM. shows over, though. the master’s just too impatient. she turns away from him, slipping on her favorite accessory. 

she faces the console, giving the entire thing a once-over, running her now gloved fingertips delicately across the surface. ‘ you know, i think i MIGHT just remember how to fly this thing. ‘

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     ❛       i can help you get rid of the noise. i can try —— if you let me. ❜

@hertruth.

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      ‘ how? how could you POSSIBLY help me? ‘

she means both in the sense of 1) how could he help a person like her and 2) what could he do that she hasn’t tried? ----but she’ll let him interpret her question as he wishes.

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  she’s home, his master has returned to him. but unfortunately, as he hears the door close, his head starts to pound. danny puts his hand to his temple as he almost stumbles over in the kitchen. his other hand finds the counter, bringing his balance back to normal. his brain is beginning to see other memories, ones which he wasn’t sure even happened. they weren’t bad —— just different. ❛     took you long enough. oh, god —— ❜ he’s interrupted by the pain coming from his head again, taking a moment to sit at the table.

  ❛ i don’t know where these keep coming from, but dear god, do they hurt. have we got any ibuprofen ? ❜ surely he’d forgotten that she isn’t unlike a doctor and can help with his condition. but perhaps, he thinks, that nothing more than a human remedy should do the trick.

        she’s thinking about ways to shut up him up when he’s struck with pain at the most convenient  of times. god, she didn’t think she could handle another second of his complaints. luckily, this is a problem that can be easily solved. she lets the IBUPROFEN comment slide, knowing he usualy forgets the moments leading up to their sessions anyway.

     ‘ no, but-- c’mere, i’m sure i have something that’ll do the trick, ‘ she says, her voice sickly sweet compared to the tone she usually takes up with him. she takes a seat next to danny, taking one of his hands in hers and using her free ( gloved ) hand to cup his face, gently turning his face towards hers. 

       ‘ you will OBEY your master. you will LISTEN to your master. you will LIVE for your master. do you understand, SOLDIER? ‘ her words are hypnotizing, literally. the master has perfected this skill, using it time and time again to keep danny around. this time is no different. ‘ repeat it back to me. ‘

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  he hangs up after her, getting up slowly to prepare the tea as she commanded. he wondered exactly what it was like to be hypnotized by her, fall under her alluring spell. surely he can’t have imagined going through it himself ( he was always loyal, she was always the person in charge, who he’d meant to fall for —— ) and he felt almost jealous. as if they were being shown the correct way of living, the proper manner of passage. he leaves the kettle on as he looks over the plans of attack for the next day, going over them one more time.

       she finishes with the task at hand within minutes, satisfied with her work, and drives to see her loyal human. surely he’s already making the tea like she had ORDERED him to, even though it’s been a while since their last.... SESSION. the effects must be wearing off a bit by now, and yet, he stays. interesting.

       the drive helps her let go of her anger at his comments, so when she arrives ( and walks in without knocking ) she greets him with a cheery, ‘ HONEY, i’m hoooome! ‘ she hangs up her coat and puts away her shoes, and for that moment, it’s almost like she’s living someone else’s life.

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   bingo. he’s just gotten himself a date with his master, though, of course, the lingering feeling that she is not who she was was still present. he lets out a small laugh as he accepts this victory, this one human triumph —— he can win just as often as the master can. ❛     i’d say that’s score one for the human race ! you’d best be careful or else i could be the one leading the whole operation !❜ he thinks he’d chosen the right words, by now she’d be able to take a bit of a jab —— but he could never be sure.

        she knows he’s just trying to joke around a bit, but she can’t help the fact she inhales sharply at his words, and her blood boils. COUNT TO 10, MASTER, COUNT TO 10.

      ‘ and you best be careful, lest you forget who i am and exactly what i am capable of. ‘ she didn’t exactly BLOW UP at him, but her voice was cold as ice. she reminded herself that he wasn’t even capable of what he was joking about. he was just a HUMAN, after all. the master takes a deep breath, trying to reign it in. she has no time for extreme emotions. ‘ have tea ready for when i get there, ‘ she instructs, and not waiting for his reply she hangs up, putting her attention on the task at hand.

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   ❛     come on, master. can’t you take your focus away for just an evening ? ❜ he curls up under his blanket, hoping that she’ll come to. though there were some nights where her plans were in motion, it didn’t mean that they couldn’t skip them. ( though of course, he’s trying his luck. lord knows what would happen if his master’s plans didn’t go accordingly. ) ❛ besides, we might need it for our —— escapade at coal hill tomorrow… ❜

        she’s almost angry at him for persisting with this. who in the galaxy does he think he is? someone important? absolutely not. but then he brings up COAL HILL, and she lets out a sigh. 

        ‘ FINE. fine fine fine--- i will try one more time to get the person i’m after. IF i succeed right now, i’ll come see you. we do need to gear up for tomorrow. ‘

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     ❛       you’ve spent so much time trying to hypnotize one person —— come rest with me. we can do more of that tomorrow ! can’t we, master ? ❜

@hertruth.

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      ‘ i’d say that sounds enticing, but it really DOESN’T. i’ve really got my eyes set on this and if you’re getting in the way-- well, i’ll leave what’ll happen up to your imagination. ‘

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' you're nuts, lady. you're crazy -- let me go, yeah? just let me go! please! '

      ‘ don’t they teach you to respect your elders? or are humans so ill-mannered? ‘ 

she just wanted his attention, that’s all. an appointment with the doctor. and the master is not one to simply phone him-- no, no. she has a flare for the OVER-DRAMATIC, which means kidnapping the kids was right up her alley.

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    he remembers the promise he made a few moments ago. alright, i’ll play your little game. and so he holds it true. the doctor’s mind runs all over the place ( when doesn’t it ) as he comes to accept what he cannot change. ( my best friend, my oldest enemy. here, in the flesh. ) perhaps giving in to her demands would solve this cyberman ordeal quicker.

   he swallows. what’s about to leave his throat is something he never thought he’d say for years. or ever. but the fate of the planet depended on it, acknowledging the present. facing the ultimate evil —— clara oswald, the impossible girl, was no more.

    ❛     scum of the universe. the most rotten being to ever exist, the most terrifying and evil thing to walk among us. my friend……….. ❜

     finally, he properly accepts it.

    ❛ MASTER. ❜

he’s clever. she knows he’s going to participate for the safety of the people, but he is playing the game nonetheless. in the end, he is listening to her demands, and that’s all that matters to her. she has the upper hand. the master watches with satisfaction as he makes himself come to terms with what he’s about to say-- and then her smug look is swept away by his insults. ( at least he said her name; he’d be stupid NOT to if he ever wanted to save the poor little humans. )

        ‘ flattery will get you everywhere, doctor, ‘ she says quite coldly, but really, she did expect some backlash like those insults. she’d let him get it out of his system; surely, it was shock that was causing him to be like this. he’d warm up soon enough.

        ‘ calling me your friend is a good start. so, what d’ya say to sitting down & catching up? i could use some tea myself. i know a great place that hasn’t been taken over by cybermen yet. ‘

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' you know that you won't ever get away with this. i've seen what the humans are capable of and they KNOW BETTER than to submit to your will. so why don't you stop trying? '

       ‘ that’s all you’ve got? the usual STOP TRYING? no death threats, no ultimatum--? you really have gone soft. or have you always been like this? it’s been centuries, i can’t remember. 

      but no matter what, y’really should know to up the ante for someone of my caliber. ‘

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    the doctor storms over to her. anger flows in his entire being as his mind comprehends what she’s just told him. ( out from hiding, out from gallifrey —— does that mean she knows where it is ? ) he has more questions —— more thoughts clouding him. how did she escape ? when did she regenerate ? why did she save me ? he listens to the time lady as she gives him her orders. ( some things never change ) confident he can gain the upper hand, the doctor decides internally that he refuses.

  the master ended up being quite the shorter woman coming out of her regeneration. he stares down at her as he begins to think of a solution. ( it would be much easier with clara around )

    ❛     how are you controlling the cybermen ? what do you plan to do with them ? ❜

      she smirks as he draws near. he’s got to be thinking of questions faster than he could ask them, and it provides the best satisfaction to her-- and it’s all CUT SHORT when he ignores her. that was something only she was allowed to do to him, didn’t he know that by now?

       ‘ SAY. MY. NAME. ADMIT IT. ‘

she offers five words as a response, throwing his questions to the side. the master wasn’t about to do ANYTHING until her wants were met, and she had all of time to be stubborn. the human race didn’t have that long, but she couldn’t care less. the doctor did care, though-- what a fault of his. 

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   he’s confused. digging through all of the possible meanings to her words —— you don’t recognize your lifelong friend ? he’s had a lot of those, lost a lot. who could it ——

  no. it can’t be.

he died, he saw him die —— he can’t have come back, as a woman no less, it’s ——IMPOSSIBLE.

   his scowl turns to horror as he realizes what she means. it was all a front, a trick, a trap. he wasn’t wrong after all. clara oswald has never existed. she can’t exist. it’s impossible.

    ❛     listen to me, listen, you don’t know what you’re doing ! innocent people are in danger and you could put all of their lives in jeopardy —— ❜

        ‘ you’re getting ahead of yourself, don’t you think ? ‘

she pauses, COMPLETELY ignoring his pleas of help for the poor, innocent people. now this was the reaction she so desired. the confusion. the panic. it was better than she had imagined ( by playing this scene over & over in her imagination. ) 

        ‘ i am THE MASTER. i want you to say it back to me. tell me who i am, so i know you aren’t denying it. because it’s me. it’s been me, all this time. and this-- ‘ a vague gesture to their surroundings ( the cyberman army ) before she continues, ‘ could have been stopped, if only you had known. if only you had figured it out. ‘

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  his face turns into a scowl as he turns to confront ‘clara’. or so he thought it was her. clara oswald has never existed —— the sentence echoes in his head ( echoing through time and space ) and he doesn’t like what he’s up against. clara —— ruler of the cybermen ? it couldn’t be.

but it was.

    ❛     alright then, i’ll play your little game. if clara oswald has never existed, then WHO ARE YOU ? ❜

      she was almost too eager to see his reaction upon the BIG REVEAL. she stares him down, memorizing the scowl on his face. huh. of course he wouldn’t accept it right away-- too much hope and faith stored in his impossible girl.

      ‘ all these years made you dull, doctor. really. you don’t recognize your lifelong friend? is the face throwing you off too much? ‘

she’ll let him jump to the conclusion, and then if she has to ( she’ll do it anyway, actually ) she’ll just come out and say it. SHE’S THE MASTER.

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     ❛       horrifying. every man, woman and child on planet earth is a cyberman and you aren’t fazed one BIT. if i knew better i’d say that you, clara oswald, were somehow involved. how and why ? ❜

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       ‘ you really don’t know? oh, i thought you were clever. i did, until now. you see, i am not clara oswald. clara oswald has NEVER existed. i’ll give you a moment to wrap your mind around that fact. i think you need it. ‘

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did you kn ow??? ?? ? ? i hate you

       ‘ we all know the doctor lies. ‘