[fic][dw] Coil

[draegonhawke]

Title: Coil
Author: magistrate (draegonhawke)
Rating: R, M, 18, etc.
Words: ~1900
Pairing: 9th Doctor/Master (AU, obviously)
Spoilers: ...ye gods, you would ask me that, wouldn't you? It's pretty far AU. Watching through Season 3 might help, but if you know the Master from Classic Who and have some info about the Time War, you'll probably be fine. Well,

Comments

[x_los]

There's a TAG for me having made you do it now? Sweet christ. What did I own YOU again upon completion? I utterly for- SHIT NO I DON'T. Don't I have to write torture? Eugh! EUGH! Godammit!

Because it's you, it is character driven and lovely. The

In their time together the Master has seen him use: a gun, a knife, grenades, a noose, a stone. He enjoyed none of the deaths, but neither did he cry.

I love this sentence, but am unsure whether I like the uncertain pronoun use here, because while I could see it being true of D quite naturally I dunno about M?

The TARDIS, covetous and cruel, reaches up to surround them, weird energies moving in her wires.

Fantastic. And I mean that without the little wince I developed remembering who says 'fantastic' in this scenario.

The verb 'crucifies' is exquisitely well employed in the earlier paragraph.

The Doctor's mind is a still blade, edged and absolute. It is ready to cut him open. The Master is ready to let it. He stands.

This stands as a great summation fo the entire dynamic you established.

[draegonhawke]

•L• If it helps, I totally won't maky you write it while concussed.

[x_los]

Hah. Thanks for small mercies. I'm sure it'll be waiting for me on Saturday.

[draegonhawke]

Always there... lurking....