soundsofdrums: (The constant sound)
[The Master does not exactly look as if he's in the best of states. His normally immacuate shirt is stained with blood, a smear of it dried on his cheek. But it isn't his. His eyes are tired and he looks clearly worn down, exhausted.

Defeated.

Even his voice is hoarse when he speaks.]


A public service announcement to whoever is friends with the Doctor. He's---incapacitated at the moment, and will be for a little while. Knowing this place, hopefully no more than a few days, but I can't make any guarantees. And before I start getting the automatic blame--I'm looking at you, Harkness--I had nothing to do with it. If I killed him, it'd be in a much more dignified fashion than this.

You'll just have to wait a bit for your savior of the universe to get back to his usual business.

[He looks offscreen for several moments before swallowing, leaning in and quickly shutting the PCD off afterward.]

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