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(wastedlands) Wine and Blood
Apr. 21st, 2008 03:39 pmCharacters: The Master, Sam Tyler, Angua, Faye Valentine, Dante, Belgarath, DOCTOR Martha Jones, Rose Tyler
Rating: R
Date: Continued from the Doctor's cottage
Location: Malibu Castle
The horse's last few steps were an exhausted stumble, as it finally reached the steps to the castle. The beast wasn't meant for carrying two men, but it had managed to get them there relatively safely. By the time they arrived, the Master was delirious from blood loss. Sam had tried to ignore him most of the way. The horse waited obediently as Sam heaved himself over the side of the horse, and then pulled the Master down and into the castle.
Sam shoved the Master into the first seating he found once inside, and gave him strict orders to stay in place. Sam left him there to find something, anything to bandage the Master's arm and help cease the bleeding. He collected whatever supplies, or make shift supplies he came across, before making his way back to one of the main rooms of the castle.
Sam sauntered in, and then stopped, glancing around at the new people in confusion. He wasn't that surprised to see people here -- it was a good place to get away from the zombies. But the Master was gone. And amazingly, there wasn't a trail of blood to follow him by.
A crash-splat, and then the shattering and tinkling of glass falling.
The Master had rediscovered the wine room almost by accident, only recognizing the dimly lit, tapestried corridor when he was halfway down it. When he'd swung the door open, his grin had stretched impossibly wider and he'd flung his arms open as if greeting an old friend.
Then he'd started in on the wine, although he was having more fun throwing the bottles against the walls spitefully than actually drinking any of it.
( i drink alone )
Rating: R
Date: Continued from the Doctor's cottage
Location: Malibu Castle
The horse's last few steps were an exhausted stumble, as it finally reached the steps to the castle. The beast wasn't meant for carrying two men, but it had managed to get them there relatively safely. By the time they arrived, the Master was delirious from blood loss. Sam had tried to ignore him most of the way. The horse waited obediently as Sam heaved himself over the side of the horse, and then pulled the Master down and into the castle.
Sam shoved the Master into the first seating he found once inside, and gave him strict orders to stay in place. Sam left him there to find something, anything to bandage the Master's arm and help cease the bleeding. He collected whatever supplies, or make shift supplies he came across, before making his way back to one of the main rooms of the castle.
Sam sauntered in, and then stopped, glancing around at the new people in confusion. He wasn't that surprised to see people here -- it was a good place to get away from the zombies. But the Master was gone. And amazingly, there wasn't a trail of blood to follow him by.
A crash-splat, and then the shattering and tinkling of glass falling.
The Master had rediscovered the wine room almost by accident, only recognizing the dimly lit, tapestried corridor when he was halfway down it. When he'd swung the door open, his grin had stretched impossibly wider and he'd flung his arms open as if greeting an old friend.
Then he'd started in on the wine, although he was having more fun throwing the bottles against the walls spitefully than actually drinking any of it.
( i drink alone )
