a pawn in queens' shoes

Lucy Saxon, the Master's wife Yes, I am aware I married a maniac. Yes, I'm aware he'd destroy my species if he got the chance. No, I don't particularly care. No, I don't want your input on the matter. No, I'm probably not as nice as you think I am. {indie lucy saxon rp}

[saxon-lucy]

Back from my trip. Does SWLiS still... exist...?

[saxon-lucy]

Fill me in?

I have some wifi so I thought I’d check up on the group, and Dia quit? What? Can someone let me know what’s happening with the group?

[thetwodegrees-blog]

Stephanie and LeeAnn said they’d step in as interim admins until we figure out what we’re doing, but we’re trying to get a group chat or something together to figure out our future

[saxon-lucy]

The group voted me co-admin when Dia was looking for them, if people still want me I'd be happy to once I get back from my trip. (Not trying to take the position from LeAnn and Stephanie or anything, I completely trust them, but yeah.)

[saxon-lucy]

Fill me in?

I have some wifi so I thought I'd check up on the group, and Dia quit? What? Can someone let me know what's happening with the group?

[saxon-lucy]

So since Dia never published the ask I sent, I should do it in a post.

The reason I haven't been online is I was at CTCon for the past two days, working on cosplay and other stuff for the week. Tomorrow, I'm leaving for Europe for a student travel program. I will be gone for three weeks and I won't have my laptop with me. See you all August 3rd.

[saxon-lucy]

visiting hours | saxon-lucy

[thekingofallmen-deactivated2014]

"No," he said.  "Don’t be ridiculous, Lucy.  It doesn’t suit you."  He got off the bed and started pacing up and down the room, clasping his hands together while his eyes darted around at the various gauges and equipment.  "Right now I have something more important to do.  I’m going to get you out of here."

After snooping around the room a bit he managed to find some kind of synopsis of her current condition and cause of injury.  Of course, she’d already told him the gist, but he wanted to make sure she wasn’t delusional from potential head trama.  When that was sorted, he checked the medicines they had her on and stole a glance at her heart-rate monitor.  "This is better standard," he mused, then turned his attention back to her.  "As soon as I located my TARDIS I can have this set up there.  No need for you to sit in a hospital bed."  He paused, wondering if he even had a TARIDS because of how the rift sucked him out of the time lock.  Regardless, he could set this up with a basic chemistry setup and some things from a hardware store.

[saxon-lucy]

She wanted to protest that she wasn't being ridiculous, it was a perfectly reasonable fear, but that was an easy way to make it even more reasonable by provoking him. Again, Lucy stayed silent, aside from a very small-voiced "I'm sorry". She watched him look around the room with a pounding heart. He was getting her out of here. She didn't want to be in the hospital, but- well, who knew where he intended to take her? What he intended to do? The fact that she wasn't going to be killed didn't make the prospect of being alone with him any better. After a year alone with him, she knew what he was truly like.

With effort, Lucy sat up a little bit to see him better. Checking the medical equipment. So she'd still be in a bed strapped to monitors, it'd just be him watching them. Lovely. He didn't have a TARDIS, though. Good to know. It was one thing to be in a flat or a house with him, but a TARDIS? It would be so much more isolating, she wasn't sure if she could manage it. Hopefully he wouldn't find one. "What are you looking at?"

[saxon-lucy]

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thekingofallmen:

"You’re going to go into an explosion without expecting to survive?  Isn’t that a badly thought out plan.  You really do need me around."  If Lucy was trying to gain some independence by creating schemes of her own, she really was awful at it.  Really, she needed his help.  Normally, he’d be wary of her trying to kill him again, but in her state that really wasn’t an option.  They’d have a conversation about that later.

"Kill you?" he questioned.  The thought had briefly crossed his mind before he came in, but he didn’t see a point.  No fun in killing someone when they were so close to death anyway, and she really hadn’t annoyed him enough to warrant murder.  She did try to kill you, he thought, but he ignored it.  Her failure served as a lesson in itself, that there was no way to best him.  Better let that speak for itself than waste a potential ally.

Lucy didn't respond to his condescension. He would never- no, could never- understand. It wasn't even that she hadn't expected to live, it was that she didn't want to. And there he was, hundreds of years old and resurrected more times than she could know. His will to live was indestructible; he'd shattered hers.

His repetition of the question sent a chill down her back. It sounded as if he was considering the possibility, something she didn't even want to think about. It was entirely possible he hadn't even thought of killing her before she brought it up, which really would be just her luck. She wanted to be dead, yes, but she certainly didn't want him to do it. She'd rather it just kind of... happen. Still, she could hope he didn't actually plan to, however frail it would be. "You're not?" she asked, allowing herself a bit of optimism.

[saxon-lucy]

The cake is a lie.

Is it now.

[saxon-lucy]

The Enrichment Center is required to remind you that you will be baked, and then there will be cake.

Um. That's very nice.

[saxon-lucy]

OOC: You play your character really well! <3

[[thank you so much!

[donna-nobis-pacem-blog]

#cake doesn’t beat me #but cake also don’t fill the crushing void of loneliness that consumes my life

[donna-nobis-pacem-blog]

[saxon-lucy]

[saxon-lucy]

I think you could have proven yourself without him. but if you're truly happy then good. I think you two work well together.

I tried, but nothing ever came of it...

Truly happy? Ha.

[saxon-lucy]

Did you like your life before... everything? I mean did you enjoy it?

There was nothing particularly bad about it. It just felt very empty. I had to feel like I was worth more than my family seemed to think I was but there was never any evidence.

[saxon-lucy]

If the Master finally had control and wanted to relax and watch a movie what would you wan to watch?

The fact that you say the Master is in control and then act as if I have a choice in movie selection is extremely naive and a bit of an oxymoron.

In some strange, alternate universe where my opinion matters, I like a good romance.

[saxon-lucy]

Do you love the Master more than cake?

They're two entirely different things. That's not a very apt comparison.

[herestothedrums]

Unexpected meetings.

[herestothedrums]

  He remained where he stood, leaned against the wall with his arms folded over his chest as he watched her. It seemed like a life time ago. A lifetime! You know what, perhaps it even was a lifetime. Atleast, that’s how it felt for him. Like hundreds of years had passed. Though it could not be possible. Or he simply wished it wasn’t possible. “Always there. Ever in my shadow, are you not, Lucy? Even when I think i’d never see you again, you show up at the most unexpected of places. My little diamond in the sky." he sneered, lips curling up in a snarl.

Oh, good. She still knew him. Of course she did. She was the cause of the state he was in. The cause of his failing body. She had done her little scheme well.

"I suppose you are, indeed." he replied in mock tone, quirking an eyebrow as he took in her form, finally pushing himself away from the wall and moving over to her, straightening himself a bit and slowly putting his hands in his pockets. There was a danger within his eyes, a bomb that with the right spark would blow up. And woe to those who would be around to see it.

"… Lucy."

[saxon-lucy]

She just looked at him, watching him speak. Yes, she did seem to see him a lot, but it was never her intention. She could never be free of him, that was really it. Some invisible, unbreakable tie stuck on her forever that lead her straight to him despite neither party seeking out the other. Just when she thought that maybe, maybe she could pick up the pieces of her life any move on, here he was. "Something always seems to lead us back to each other," she said, voice soft.

She winced at the mocking tone in his voice. Of course she was supposed to be dead. No one should survive what she had. Yet somehow, she always did. A guardian angel she never asked for. "It wasn't as if I had much choice in the matter," she said. "It simply wasn't the time."

Lucy had gotten very good at sensing the tiniest bits of danger in him, and that was not an ability she'd lost. Every intuition in her was screaming at her to run before he got angry, save herself just this one time, but the rational part of her brain knew it was futile. He'd catch her, he'd find her... it was always easier to just diffuse the situation as best she could. "...yes?"

[saxon-lucy]

[[i have so many replies to do someone fill my ask]]

[masteringthemind]

The Saxon-Lucy Files

[saxon-lucy]

Despite all her efforts, being so closed to him, up against him, even she couldn’t stop herself from inhaling sharply and letting out a tiny noise of fear. No, no, no, she couldn’t go with him, she couldn’t be alone with him where he could keep her forever and do whatever he pleased. She’d been there once, she couldn’t go back, she wouldn’t last that again. Though she could feel the threat in his words, the firm grip that could turn crushing at any second, she took a step back. “I-I’m not sure I should."

[masteringthemind]

The smile faded quickly. His grip followed her pulling her right back to him. There was no more warm smile, no more he kept a pull on her, and he growled just softly no getting his way.

"And pray tell me…. Why not?" His voice was thick, vicious, and twinged with venom. He wasn’t letting her get away again. Not again.

[saxon-lucy]

Lucy swallowed and considered her situation carefully. She could feel his grip on her wrist and knew she didn't have a prayer of overpowering him physically. The only way she was getting out of this was if she talked her way out, and unfortunately, she was rubbish at that as well. She could never tell him the reason she didn't want to come- that she knew all he'd do was hurt her and she just couldn't take that again- and she couldn't for the life of her think of a reason he'd accept. As it went with him, the best option was compliance. "I suppose there is no reason. Just me being silly."