The Doctor: Remember when you didn't try to solve all your problems with attempted murder?
The Master: Stop romanticizing the past.

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The Doctor: Remember when you didn't try to solve all your problems with attempted murder?
The Master: Stop romanticizing the past.
@masterlysamtyler requested for The Corinthian: “ We shouldn’t do this…. ” (Corinthian & Sam Tyler?) ( * [ PROMPT LIST ] : nearly a kiss. / accepting !! )
We shouldn’t do this. Ah, a shy kind of fella. “I ain’t going to bite; I ain’t the big bad wolf or anything. It’s just a kiss. But I won’t push if you don’t want me too.”
@masterlysamtyler
“It can’t be. You’re supposed to be dead.”
@masterlysamtyler has entered the Time War
He was waiting in the flat by the time Sam arrived after work. It was late. Dark. Thunder rolled in the skies outside, as rain pelted the slick, cold streets of the city beyond the little apartment’s windows. Rassilon’s famed Hound grinned as his quarry stood in the doorway, but the light of the cold smile in no way reached his glowing, golden eyes.
He had lingered on this particular assignment... an abnormality in and of itself in a man who was famed for executing his orders quickly, ruthlessly, and without question.
Fetch.
The Master had slipped through Rassilon’s fingers, but that had been before The Victorious’ time. Now, there was just one person who could be trusted to bring him back. Unfortunate that it had to be his best friend.
”Evening, Detective Tyler.”
The Victorious gestured for the pseudo-human to take a seat, his eyes never leaving that round, familiar face. “I won’t embarrass you by telling you that there’s no point in running or causing a scene. You can see I'm unarmed,” he gestured at his black shirt and tie beneath his blood red suit -- untrue. Not that it mattered. Not now, anyway -- “So you might as well sit down, and we can have a little chat.”
"Empty your pockets."
“Uhm. Uh- okay..” Awkwardly, Campbell dug into his pockets and tossed the contents on the desk. He’d forgotten about the razors, he hoped that wasn’t going to get him in trouble.
@masterlysamtyler liked for a lyric starter from chris skelton
❛ i just ran . i couldn’t get away . ❜ / i ran (so far away) - a flock of seagulls
@masterlysamtyler hit the heart for a lyric starter ( x )
“It’s true, we’re all a little insane...”
I’m just saying, FobWatched!Doctor has provided absolutely nothing but good times and laughs so far... And frankly, everyone should come meet my squishy, awkward, stupid boy.