#docwithbluebox

[masterlysamtyler]

@docwithbluebox​  [cont. from here]

The Doctor looked at the blood then shook his head. "No...No it doesn't." Placing a hand on his chest he tried to stop the bleeding from his wound. "Please...Please help me?"

He hate begging and asking for help. But he was in so much pain. Closing his eyes for a moment he thought to himself. "What do you want? To watch me bleed out and die?"

“Interesting concept,” the Master mused aloud while he was half-circling his prey the Doctor, fingers dancing and drumming on the table as he passed it by. “You would know all about letting someone bleed to death in your arms, wouldn’t you?” 

His chuckle eased the bitterness of his words, elevated his accusation to an amusing anecdote. Amusing to him at least. “Don’t be dramatic, Doctor. You won’t die. That’s not to say it will be over soon either. I have plans with you.”

[redlineoffate]

@docwithbluebox [x]

Probably the first time in a long time they didn't run anywhere. Quiet Christmas together. Outside, snowflakes were falling, dancing, while she was under the warm blanket and the Doctor was by her side. Isn't it wonderful? Rose took the cocoa from the Doctor with a smile.

"It's great, isn't it? Our first Christmas together and we're not running from anyone. Merry Christmas Doctor."

She hugged him and kissed him on the cheek in return.

[timerevolt]

@docwithbluebox​​ [ cont. ]

                “I  like  so  totally  don’t  need  to  do  anything  –  other  than  kill  whatever  is  turning  people  into  a  snack.”    An  exasperated  sigh  came  from  the  blonde.  “You  are  like,  not  someone  I  know  –  just    a  stranger  passing  through.  I  cannot  put  the  lives  of  the  people  of  South  Philly  in  your  hands…No  offense.”  The  lithe  fingers  slid  into  the  pocket  of  her  black  short  shorts.  “If  you  want  to  work  together,  that’s  bitchin.  But  this  is  not  an  autocracy  honey,  we  go  fifty/fifty.“  A small  smile  crossed  her  lips  she  leaned  on  the  back  of  her  heal.  “I  mean  how  can  I  trust  a  guy  who  chooses  to  wear  like  converse  to  fight  the  forces  of  evil.  Those  fuckers  suck  if  they  get  wet,  ain’t  got  no  grip.”