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Rec: Things that Were Not, but Should Have Been
Title: Things that Were Not, but Should Have Been
Author: eumenides
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 780
Author's Summary: Vague spoilers for ‘The Big Bang’ and ‘The Five Doctors.’ Two Time Lords meet along an unraveling timeline.
Characters/Pairings: Eleventh Doctor, The Master (Ainley)
Warnings: None
Recc'ed Because: A fleeting scene with wonderful characterization and dialogue. I really loved The Big Bang, and I love the complex relationship between the Doctor and the Master, and hey, this short story is the best of both! It fills in a "replay" encounter with Eleven and the Master very well, and is exactly how it would have gone.
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The Doctor laughed, but his voice was laced with unmistakable sadness. He gazed over at the Master, his eyes fathomless. “You were always so mad and brilliant and completely vexing.”
The Master frowned at him, feeling at a loss. He could recognize the words for what they were, the prelude to a goodbye. “Why are you telling me these things? And how are you crossing back through your own timeline without consequences?” His expression became increasingly worried. “What’s happened?”
“It’s not what has happened, but what never will.”
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Author: eumenides
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 780
Author's Summary: Vague spoilers for ‘The Big Bang’ and ‘The Five Doctors.’ Two Time Lords meet along an unraveling timeline.
Characters/Pairings: Eleventh Doctor, The Master (Ainley)
Warnings: None
Recc'ed Because: A fleeting scene with wonderful characterization and dialogue. I really loved The Big Bang, and I love the complex relationship between the Doctor and the Master, and hey, this short story is the best of both! It fills in a "replay" encounter with Eleven and the Master very well, and is exactly how it would have gone.
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The Doctor laughed, but his voice was laced with unmistakable sadness. He gazed over at the Master, his eyes fathomless. “You were always so mad and brilliant and completely vexing.”
The Master frowned at him, feeling at a loss. He could recognize the words for what they were, the prelude to a goodbye. “Why are you telling me these things? And how are you crossing back through your own timeline without consequences?” His expression became increasingly worried. “What’s happened?”
“It’s not what has happened, but what never will.”
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