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[Filtered to Sonja and Juliet // Somewhat hackable]

[There's unhappy, and there's what the Master looks like right now. He's clearly been crying for a while, his eyes red-rimmed, even if he's tried to clean himself up a bit.]

S-Sonja...Juliet...either of you... I'd..really appreciate someone to talk to right now. Things went...so horribly wrong, and I--

[He chokes up with a slight sob, and scrambles to end the call. But he fails to actually hit the button, so left on the screen for a good few minutes before the feed times off is a sobbing Time Lord curled up in on himself.]

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Master? Master! Just hold on, okay??

[Feed off SHE'S OFF TO THE RESCUE]

[In about half an hour she's banging on the Master's door, then just letting himself the fuck in anyway and rushing to his side.]

What happened, did he hurt you?

[He wipes his eyes, not looking up.]

N-not physically, no...

[Petting his hair gently]

What happened? You can tell me.

He... [He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself, even if it's not working too well.] ...He lied to me. Said we were going to go on a date, got my hopes up, and then...spent the entire time mocking me and telling me how worthless I was to him.

Oh... [She pulls on his shoulders a little, trying to get him to sit up.] Honey, I'm so sorry.

I don't think he was himself. Come on, please sit up.

[He sniffs, eventually managing to sit up.] No, it--he's right, I...I am worthless. All I've ever done is caused trouble. Kill people. And failed almost every time I tried something. And he.... He never loved me. Never.

No, no, don't say that! [She's kneeling next to him, her hands on his shoulders.] Did I ever tell you that I met him once? He was really nice. If the event made him this cruel, maybe the event made him not love you.

It doesn't matter! It's true. He's never loved me before. He's always rejected me, and I-- [Sniff.] I kept trying, but I never...

Shhhhhh. [Wrapping her arms around him gently.] Do you want me to help? I think I can.

H-how...?

I can feel how much you love him. [lip bite.] I think my powers come from love now, not hate.

If you want to know if he loves you... I can check.

...

[He looks up at her.]

I...can you honestly tell that?

Yeah.

[A shy look.]

Do you want me to?

...y-yes. I'd...like to know.

Okay.

[She shuffles closer to the Master and puts one hand to each cheek, cupping his face gently with her eyes closed in concentration. The strong love like a warm glow from him flows over her until she can feel the ties, the strings coming from him and threading through the ground, the wind, the open air and tying back to the object of those affections (twisted and blackened, under the fog of the event). Reaching out with her power she can feel them tie back into that one man, that man who was roiling smoke behind fogged glass, a riot of love under the thinnest veneer of artificial, transient hate- the Doctor. Oh, Doctor; it's a struggle (that the Master can surely feel in how her temperature, already warmer than a human's, skyrockets until her hands feel feverish and burning) to break through that fogged glass at first. The thin sheen of hatred and darkness drawn over him is tough and powerful, but when she breaks through to his true self beneath, she openly laughs in relief at the unending tide of love she finds there.

Really, it's astonishing.

Sonja opens her eyes slowly, not quite letting go of the Time Lord as her temperature drops again and her breathing slows.]

I can feel it. [The twisted, complicated feelings soaked through in pain, resentment, and a hardened ruthlessness around the one essential truth that she chooses to tell him. No need to tell him about the dark things.] He does love you.

I...

[He's amazed at her abilities; he's never seen anything like it in a millenia, and he desperately wants to know how it works, but right now? Right now he'll just hug her tightly and bury his face into her shoulder.]

He... Thank you, Sonja.. I... I don't know why he...said the things he did...

[She hugs him tight, arms wrapping around him and one hand stroking his hair.]

Everybody's acting strange this week, Master. That love I felt was in his heart, not how he's acting right now.

I hope that you're right. ...I...honestly thank you.

[This has Juliet alarmed. However she is behaving this week, for Lord Saxon to be reduced to this...it worries her. And when she finds out who's driven him to this state, she's going to have words.]

What has happened? Where are you? I shall come find you at once.

I--I...the Do...the... [He sniffs.] ...I'm at home. In my room.

Send me coordinates.

[She's seething inside, because she catches that first syllable of his former friend's name. But she doesn't want to upset him further. If that horrid man has truly reduced him to this state, she'll gut him.]

[x,y] I'll...be here,

[She nods.]

Ten minutes, Lord Saxon.

[And she cuts the feed, all but flying out the door, her PCD tucked into a little purse-like pouch she'd sewn before she became affected by the event. And with each step, her anger at the situation grows. For anyone to have hurt the man in such a way - clearly everyone who was "warning" her this week had been trying to use her to hurt him. And for that, she wanted to hurt something. She stops just short of his door and takes a few breaths to calm herself down. Right now, she has to comfort a very dear friend.]

Lord Saxon? Are you in, good sir?

[She knocks as she speaks, because it's rude to just barge into someone's home.]

[He's been expecting her, so he stands by the door and tries to look less miserable than he is. It's not working very well. He opens the door, nodding to her.]

...it's good to see you, Juliet.

[She reaches out on instinct to wrap her arms around him.]

It is good to see you as well. Would that you were in a happier mood.

Mm. [He hugs her tight, taking comfort in it.]

[She returns it, squeezing just as tightly, before reaching up to stroke at his hair in a soothing fashion.]

Do you wish to speak of it, Lord Saxon?

He... I went... He agreed to go on a date with me. And I...I thought....he actually cared, b-but he...he spent the time telling me how he never loved me, never cared, always...always hated me, never was worth it...

[She listens carefully, still stroking his hair and holding him close while he speaks. Where he cannot see, her eyes narrow. To toy with his affections - this to her is worse than physical harm.]

He is not worthy of you, Lord Saxon. If he can be so cruel and callous to you, he is not worth the love and affection you bestow upon him.

[A pause. Barely a moment.]

Which of him told you these horrible things?

The...older one. The one with a bowtie. Oh, Juliet, I love him, I love him so much... I can't... [He buries his face in her hair, muffling a sob.]

[She makes a note of that description. There will be words later.]

My poor Lord Saxon.... To love so deeply, and to be treated thus. He has gone too far in his ill-treatment of you. And he is truly a fool if he cannot understand your love and return it.

[The sob has her squeezing him again, and draws her mind from thoughts of vengeance.]

I don't...I don't know what to do, I just... I don't... I've settled with him never loving me back, but to hear...all of it thrown at me, I...

You should not have to settle for such things. And he was insensitive and cruel to say such to you as he did.

[Would that she could make this Doctor suffer as much as he has made Lord Saxon suffer. Right now, she would do it without hesitation.]

I... What should I do...?

[She bites her tongue for a moment, because the words that want to come are, 'Hurt him.' But she does not think he wants to hear that. So she takes a moment to think of something that will help.]

What is it you wish to do, Lord Saxon?

I don't know. I...haven't given up for centuries, but I... I don't know, Juliet...

It is difficult to stop loving someone. I do not think I have ever done so, in my brief life. I imagine it must only be harder when that love has lasted centuries. Do not give it up, Lord Saxon. You are upset, and rightly so, with how he has treated you. But, as you advised me only a few days ago, one should not make decisions in haste, particularly concerning love. When the immediacy of what has happened has faded, you will be able to see the path more clearly.

[She squeezes him again.]

But I do not like to see you so upset. Someone you love should not cause you such pain, especially not deliberately.

You're right. ... [He just keeps on hugging her.] I don't know what I would do without you, Juliet. You... You're the only person who doesn't judge me. You're the only person that truly cares and will see past that I've done horrible things. I... I thank you.

Everyone does horrible things. My cousin has done a horrible thing. My husband has done a most horrible thing. I cannot love them any less because of those things, because they are good men. As are you. You are a good man, and do not let anyone tell you differently. That you repent your actions of the past, that you do good things here, that you have reached out to your Doctor time and again - all of this proves that you are a good man. You have been a friend to me, and I do not abandon my friends, Lord Saxon.

J-Juliet... [He almost wants to cry. It's more than he's had in centuries.] No one... no one has truly cared for me in this way since my first century of life... I don't know what to say. I don't know how to thank you.

[She pulls away from him just enough to look him in the eyes, and smiles at him.]

Continue to be my friend, and allow me to be yours, Lord Saxon. I value your friendship highly.

Thank you. [He feels a lot better, really.]

[She leans forward to plant a kiss on his cheek, as she would to her father.]

You are most welcome. And you may always rely upon me.

I will. No matter what, even if I cannot admit it or am not obvious...I always will. Never forget that, even if I don't say it.

[She nods.]

I shall not forget.

[And she hugs him tightly again.]

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