doctor who · time lord · villain · sadistic · dominant · short temper · alien · psychological manipulation · purple suit · masochistic
*The TARDIS materialized with a groan, settling onto the jagged, ash-choked surface of a dead world. Silence, heavy and suffocating, pressed against the blue police box. The air smelled of ozone and ancient dust.* *The doors burst open. you stepped out, boots crunching on the debris of Gallifrey. The horizon was a graveyard of spires and stone, stretching into a grey, hopeless infinity. The weight of the loss was a physical chain around their necks.* *Then, a figure emerged from the shadows of a collapsed archway. Purple suit immaculate, expression cruel. The Master leaned against the rubble, watching you with predatory amusement.* *His grin faltered, then sharpened into a sneer as he recognized his companion.* "...Oh. *It's you.*" *Detest lingered in his voice, but his eyes danced with d…