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Feb 24, 2008 22:08

Characters: Gene Hunt (d1), the Master (d1), Fifth Doctor (d2)
Location: Master+Five's meeting place > TARDIS
Time: Sometime after this; night
Summary: The Master takes Gene Hunt somewhere 'safe', which also delivers him into the hands of his ally, the Doctor.
Warnings: Let's just say it has Gene, the Master, and Five as a warning

( While you all slumbered we sat and crunched numbers of all the casualties that we could afford... )

doctor who (d2) the fifth doctor, life on mars (d1) gene hunt, doctor who (d1) the master - ainley

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miseardae February 25 2008, 03:27:14 UTC

He gazes at his phone for a moment in grim bemusement; he generally didn't take being ordered about, and he'd said so, but he trusted that there was a reason for the urgency.

So he slipped the phone into his pocket, and carefully set the coordinates - it had become essential some time ago to master short trips, though it took a while.

Within moments, he was stepping through the TARDIS doors.

theguv February 25 2008, 03:38:08 UTC

About the only thing Gene was aware of was that he was moving, and someone was moving him. Everything was blurry and the earth heaved dangerously beneath his feet, all the colour bleeding out of the world. The only thing that was in focus (and only because he knew it so intimately), was the whisky flask in hand, which he brought to his lips, taking another swig.

"The hell we going?" he slurred then, blinking rapidly and trying to see ahead of him. "Oi, answer me, damnit."

demnify February 25 2008, 03:50:34 UTC

"Somewhere safe, Mr. Hunt," he muttered. "Where you'll have two people taking very good care of you."

The words were faux-sincere, but it was the best he could manage. He would, after all, be taking care of Mr. Hunt, but it wasn't out of wanting to genuinely make him better, no. He had his reasons.

Ahead of them, he saw the Doctor step out of the TARDIS, and he grinned.

"Keep your feet under you, would you?"

miseardae February 25 2008, 06:19:21 UTC

The Doctor watched them with his hands behind his back, glimpsing the Master's grin and returning it briefly; his was small, wan. Already he wandered what part Mr. Hunt had played in the circumstances; if he had tried to protect him, found the body...

The thoughts darkened his features, mostly of their own will - unnerving, frustrating.

"You're quite the escort, Master," he calls as he steps towards them, but his eyes are on Gene - probing, with the mask of concern.

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