Feels so good being bad...

Oooh, what's this? Female? That's new. This will be fun. Don't let the gender fool you, I'm still The Master. Online: [] Offline: [x] AFK: [] ((Simply a Female!Master RP sideblog. Faceclaim: Alecia Moore))

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Sasha Luss at Versace Spring/Summer 2014

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Bon F/W 2013

[evachen212]

Dying DYING over @gianvitorossi lightning bolt heels. Dying.

[closetfullof]

Blumarine S/S 2014 - Milan Fashion Week

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[nymphmaniac]

Vlada Backstage at Christian Dior Fall Winter 2009

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Mythology - Dea Tacita

[avillains-fairytale]

Jim was at a complete loss for words. He had utterly no idea what to do, or say to try and sort this out. Nothing made sense yet, how could this woman be the Master? We're Timelords not gender-specific? God, that was just even more confusing. He stopped after a moment, keeping still this time to narrow his eyes at her. "Oh come on. You think that's true?" He tried, but she was already gone. Shit, what was he going to do now?

[masterofyourheart-blog]

She raised a manicured hand to wave him off as she continued down the street at her brisk pace. It was only a block or two away before she turned into an alley where her TARDIS was currently parked. She spared a glance back at the open road, which Jim would be standing just a short ways away. It was clear that he didn't want to see her. At least, that's what she thought. Hell, he wouldn't even believe that she was truly the Master.

[hannahsider]

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[itslatingirl]

[avillains-fairytale]

The flash of anger was back now, confusion still embedded with it. Jim had no clue what to do. There wasn’t exactly a list of how to get things done when you sort of had a relationship with an alien who completely disappeared.

“I don’t care because that would mean you left!” He finally snapped. “You can’t be, because if you were then you’d have gone and fucking left, like everyone else. You’re not the only one who ended up alone and I think sometimes you forgot that. So you’re not him. You can’t be him.” He rushed, keeping his breathing together.

[masterofyourheart-blog]

"Why can't I be him? Why is that so impossible? And you know, I probably would have only been the five minutes like I promised if I hadn't fucking died. Again. Perhaps next time I should just stay dead. Not come back. It'd be easier for everyone," she spat bitterly before wrapping her arms around her in a self-embrace.

"I don't deserve to live anyways," she said finally before turning again and continuing down the street.

[avillains-fairytale]

Jim let go of her the moment she pulled away. He truly had no idea what was going on. He took a few paces, trying to understand it all. “Yes, but you can’t be Gallifreyan. I thought that was obvious.” He hissed, running a hand through his hair. “They died! They all died, so don’t tell me you’re one of them, because- because you can’t.” His argument was slowly failing.

[masterofyourheart-blog]

"You think I don't know they all died?" Her tone was sharp, venomous, she was still obviously defensive from being hurt. "I was the one who told you about them. The only reason you know they exist is because of me."

"I already told you, James," she continued, much softer than before. "I died. And regenerated. Came back as this. When will you get it through your thick skull that I am the Master?"

[avillains-fairytale]

Jim was at a complete loss for what to do. He hadn’t meant to sound so distressed, but he couldn’t help himself. His eyes narrowed in confusion, however, when he realised how upset the woman was. He decided he didn’t care.

At least, until he heard her voice. He stopped, eyes widening by a fraction. He tried to find something to say, anything, but nothing intelligent was coming to mind. She started to leave, but he soon followed and grabbed her arm, gentler than before. “How the hell did you do that?” He only knew one person with that sort of ability.

[masterofyourheart-blog]

She wiped futilely at her eyes before she was halted and slowly turned to face Jim again. The Master shot the man a glare before tearing away from his grip, regardless that it wasn't nearly as rough as before.

"I /told/ you I was Gallifreyan," she snapped, staring coldly at him. "Telepathy is part of having a sophisticated mind such as mine. Why do you care, anyways? You seem so adamant that I am not the Master. So leave me alone. I'm supposed to be alone anyways. Emotional attachments don't get in the way."

[avillains-fairytale]

Jim shot her an even harsher glare, taking a few frantic - no, not frantic, certainly not frantic because he wasn't, was he? - paces around the now empty street. "Yes, you look fine for your age. Bit whoop. Now just stop it." He hissed, having listened to the rubbish about regenerating. How stupid did she think he was?

He gave her almost a look of disbelief at the question. "Nothing, there's nothing you can do because I won't believe you." He snapped. "Fine! I understand now. I was a fool, a complete idiot who fell for it all. It was all a game and I was stupid enough to believe someone gave two shits about me. Well, no one else has ever done that before, have they? Now if you're quite finished with your mockery, I'll be on my way."

[masterofyourheart-blog]

Her face fell. She couldn't believe her ears. Her hand started shaking and she clenched the screwdriver tighter before slipping it into her pocket. The Master hung her head, defeated, and brought up a hand to cover her face. She wasn't crying. No, that wasn't possible. She didn't cry.

<Fine, Jim. Have it your way. Good riddance.> She sent to him, pausing for only a brief moment to look up at him with tears welled in her eyes before turning out of the alley and starting off down the street, holding her jacket close around her.

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[avillains-fairytale]

Jim nodded, giving a hollow laugh. “So did he send you with all this then? I must say, you’ve got your facts down. Except it was twenty years for him, or so he told me.” He needed to keep the last part as an afterthought. Who knows how many times the Master actually lied to him.

“No idea why it took him so long, and please, enough with the first person, it’s not going to fool me. You have a screwdriver, how special.”

[masterofyourheart-blog]

"Memory must be going in my old age. I'm over a thousand years old now," she muttered, turning the screwdriver over in her hand. "And I must say I'm looking pretty good."

She pursed her lips into a fine line. The Master wouldn't admit how much his words hurt.

"It took /me/ so long because /I/ died. James, I /died/. This is what happens when Gallifreyans die. They regenerate. They undergo a procedure in which every cell in their body changes. They come back looking like a different person..." She trailed off slightly.

"What do I have to tell you for you to believe me?"