[ okay disappearing before all the Game of Thrones spoilers hit, we don’t get it until tomorrow whelp. Like if I owe please :) ]
"I was nicer, for a time. Pity you missed it. You have only yourself to blame for that, for a multitude of reasons," the Master retorts loftily. "Quite literally, in fact. You can thank your very own alternate timeline self for helping me see that there is no point to kindness." She glances down at the screwdriver and thumbs the controls. "You think you know that I won’t use it," she tells him. "Perhaps you’re right. You have precisely ten seconds to find out. Ten, nine, eight…"
The Doctor cocked his head, watching her with narrowed eyes. There was something different about her, it more than just a new regeneration. It was like she’d finally given in, after all this time. And he really didn’t like it. “Alternate?” He whispered out loud as he tried to understand what the hell she was talking about but came to know conclusions. “If you want to kill me, fine. You get to run around the universe on your own. I can tell you right now it’ll be nowhere near as interesting.” He spread his arms wide giving her a perfect arm of his chest.
"Oh thank you." She said wrapping the scarf tighter. "So how have you been, I haven’t seen you in a while."
He chuckled, straightening his bowtie at the same time. “Oh you know me, this and that… went to church naked, made friends with a cyber head. What about you? Hopefully no problems with the Zygons?”
She giggled and took his hand”You talk funny”
"You ran away from the Strangers too?They’re mean to everyone!"
“Do I? I hadn’t noticed.” He smirked.
” ‘course! Took one look at them and hid… mind you, not many people ‘round here look all that friendly. Other than you.”
if you’re entirely cool with rp partners not matching length on replies, clap your hands
"The Doctor uh ? So you are that alien who mess with the time line ,who erased an entire years after that event with that other alien…"She said,looking at him."It’s always a pain to clean your mess when you pop up on earth."
“Now you’re just being cruel.” He sulked. She was right, obviously. But it didn’t mean he had to like it. “And you Greek gods are better how? I’ve read the stories. If even half the stuff in those are true… I worry for humanity.”
Can’t you hear it? Inside my head. I thought it would stop but it never does. It never, ever stops. Inside my head. The drumming, Doctor, the constant drumming. It’s everywhere. Listen, listen, listen. Here come the drums!