#themasterinthetardis

[takinghertime]

themasterinthetardis:

“How dare you ask me to assist you.” the Master said sarcastically, yet darkly enough for him to be believed. However, these words were momentarily followed by a sleeved hand moving to open the door for her. “What are you doing with all of that?”

     She was glad to see they were still on decent terms, despite the passage of time. She smiled and nodded. “I know, it’s beastly of me. But thank you. I’m building something, actually. These are some spare parts I just picked up for the job. Hoping they’ll do the trick. What brings you to this part of space and time, eh?”

[qthewetsprocket]

themasterinthetardis replied to your photo“¦Btw is it weird that even though I’d copped his voice in the trailer,...”

// Too bad those weren't his teeth.

Yep... if you’ll look at the tags to my post, I specifically mentioned that.  :)

(They look like just a slightly bigger version of his own teeth; weirdly.)

[takinghertime]

Hello, cousin.

     When she saw him, she was carrying a box in her hands as she approached her TARDIS. “Cousin!” She stopped and stared, taking in his form as a smile slowly crept to her lips. “What a pleasant surprise. I hate to put you to work when it’s been so long, but I don’t suppose you could get the door for me?”

[askgwencooper-blog]

The Master is currently sitting on a very familiar blue box, eating what looks to be a granola bar, as he surveys the land around him. Upon seeing Gwen, he breaks off a piece of his food and flings it at her head in an attempt to get her attention (as well as annoy her.)

At times like this, the Master very much reminded her of a cat. He was generally aloof and more than occasionally smug and even a bit spiteful but he was never shy about demanding help or attention when he needed it. Gwen hadn’t even needed to look up to know the source of his projectile. Smiling would only encourage him but she couldn’t help it this time. There was laughter in her voice as she decided her coffee could wait just another minute and paused to inquire, “What are you doing?” 

[warriorsandpeacekeepers]

Just One Day

Before he could stop himself, he had thrown his arms around the Master, hugging him tight. Then he ran - no, sprinted - out the door and down the street to the little house he once shared with his beautiful young wife. He opened the door, and Rose turned at the sound, sensing her husband's approach, and he wrapped her in his arms, kissing every inch of her face, unable to stop the tears from trickling down his cheeks. "Jack! Jack! What's this all about? I thought you had to work!" "I - I postponed. For a day longer with you." he lied. "Sweetie, you're crying..." She whispered, wiping away his tears. "I just couldn't stand the thought of being away from you." he said softly. But she could look him in the eyes and know this was an older man than the one who had left her just minutes ago. She searched his gaze for a moment. "So...you came back. How old are you, now, love?" Jack tucked her hair behind her ear. "I can't tell you." he told her. "All I can say is, I miss you." She smiled gently. She hugged him. "I love you, Jack Harkness, you stupid, crazy man. You know going back on your own timeline is against the rules." "I know. But I promise I won't do it again." He kissed her. "Come on. Let me treat you to dinner. We'll get your favorite." "You hate fish." she laughed. "But I love you." ....

Jack took his Rose to dinner. He wined and dined her like he used to back when they were just dating. Just two kids in love. Every moment of that twenty-four hours was spent with her. Laughing and reminiscing on the old times and the places they'd been. Jack made love to her one last time. Well...a few - last times. By the evening of the next day, they sat on the porch, looking out at the sunset, their fingers intertwined. "I don't want to leave..." Jack admitted softly. Rose sighed, leaning her head on his shoulder. "I know, Sweetie." "I love you." "I love you too." Jack kissed her softly. "Jack. Be strong. You have to be strong for our little girl." She rested a hand on her abdomen. She was only two weeks. She hadn't told her present Jack yet. But she knew it was a girl. There were tears in his eyes again. "I know." he whispered. "Go back to your friends, and you be the best man that I know you can be. And when you're ready, go get our baby." Jack nodded. He stood, and she did too. They walked together down the path back to the Master's TARDIS. He looked up at it, clutching her hand tightly. She gave his hand a little squeeze. He let out a shaky breath, turning to face her. "I love you." he said for maybe the hundredth time that day. "I love you, too, Jack." she smiled. "G-" He choked on a sob. He didn't want to leave. Those twenty-four hours had been the happiest he'd had in a long time. "Goodbye, Jack." she whispered. She kissed his cheek. "Goodbye...Rose." He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her one last time with all the love and passion he could muster. "I love you." Finally, he released her hand, and knocked on the door to the TARDIS.

[threeanonsoneblog]

Heeeeeeeey, Master. 

[flirtfromspace]

Apart from looking incredibly irritated, the Time Lord had nothing to comment and simply followed after him. After a few moments, he decided to ask, "so where is this room then, mm?"

"Right here." Jack said as he paused in the doorway. "There's one here and a few more down the hallway. I always make sure there's space. The only thing is this one's the only one with blankets or heat right now. I sleep in my office usually so-" He couldn't at the moment, since one of the alien compounds had eaten through his bed.

[flirtfromspace]

"I don’t snore, and I don’t need to rest any more than an hour every three or four Earth days." he lied, knowing full well he got as much sleep as an elderly Time Lord. However, regardless of his protesting the Master followed after him.

"Except that you look very, very tired all the time so maybe you're spreading yourself too thin?" He paused to glance back at the Master "You're not the only one with a keen eye, you know. I may not look like I'm paying attention but I a. I always am."