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[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
[She's quiet for a long time.]

[Finally] It makes sense.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
They're not my fault, the drums. They were sent to me, I can't remove them. And I'm scared of silence now, frankly. I've come to need the drums--they drown out guilt and pain. My thoughts dance between the beats, and what would I be without them?

I killed the bastards who made me like this, though. And I wish that I had never got them.

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
Who would do that to anyone?

[The anger is starting to be directed away from the Master and now towards the ones who cursed him. If he hadn't been hurt like this, then no one would have had to suffer because of him.]

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
The High Council, in the last days of the Time War.

They put the drums in my head so I would come looking for the source and open up the Time Lock. And they didn't bother to think about what it would do to me to hear the war drums for a thousand years of madness.

And when I opened it, they scorned me for being broken. So I put them back, and good riddance.

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
Are you kidding me?!

So the whole reason that a year of my life, which, by the way, never existed, was a complete and total hell was because a handful of self-absorbed aliens decided that it should be so?!

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
*And have some more, worse hysterical laughter.* Yup!

And if they'd managed it they would've destroyed the universe, there's a reason that fucking war was Time Locked. Idiots! Complete and utter bastards!

*He smiles, and there's a thousand years of madness in that smile.* But it's okay now. They're not coming back. I made sure of it.

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[She takes a moment to curse, the most colorful language she knows spewing from her dark lips.]

[Then she starts to think a bit more. If this council has caused her so much pain, then how bad must it be to be the Master himself? It makes her shudder just to think about it.]

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Her whole body trembles as she manages a weak nod.]

It's not your fault.

[Martha's suddenly acutely aware of the earth spinning beneath her feet, every second threatening to throw her off into the dark abyss of space. Hating him kept her together during that dark year, and now that she understood him she was losing what had become vital to her: her hate.]

Bed time, sadly. More tomorrow?

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
No, it's not. *He sighs* And underneath it all, there's still some echo of the boy I was. Some little bits and pieces of Koschei.

It hurts, Martha. I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm old. But I can't stop, the drums don't go away.

And I know how much hate keeps us together, because hate and longing are what keep me going. So I'm sorry for removing that cold comfort from you. As much as this old monster can be sorry.

But of course, my dear!

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Martha nodded numbly, legs giving out and dropping her to her knees. She desperately wanted to hug him but there's something inside her that's still terribly afraid of him and what he's done to her.]

[numbly] It's alright...I needed to know.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
And often what we need hurts the worst.

You should know, you've seen the things I need.

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nodded again.]

I think I need coffee. Maybe some chips.

[She hesitated.]

Want to come?

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
. . . alright. If you'll have me.

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[She shrugged.] It's just chips. Nothing personal.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Still more than you'd have offered me before.

[identity profile] ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright, alright, fine. *He rolls his eyes and adopts a longsuffering expression. After a moment of that he starts giggling a bit.* Whoops, couldn't keep a totally straight face there. Sorry about that.

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-08-31 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[She smiles hesitantly. Maybe he's not as bad as she thought.]

Come on, then.

[identity profile] doctorspet.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
((come have some chips, master! http://community.livejournal.com/sixwordstories/44169079.html))
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