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1073: Shelter
Character/s: Third Doctor, Delgado Master
Rating: G
Summary: Up shit creek with no TARDIS.
"Don't be absurd. I am not going to permit you to—"
"Oh!" The Doctor's formidable nostrils flared. "Really. Well, in that case, you're welcome to try your chances out there with a broken ankle." He pointed a finger at the mouth of the cave.
The Master stayed mutinously silent.
"Yes, I thought so." The Doctor shook his head, reaching out to prod irritably at the pathetic little fire he'd started. His severe profile glowed orange in the dimness. "You're lucky I didn't simply sling you over my shoulder and carry you in here. Now, let me look at your leg."
Rating: G
Summary: Up shit creek with no TARDIS.
"Don't be absurd. I am not going to permit you to—"
"Oh!" The Doctor's formidable nostrils flared. "Really. Well, in that case, you're welcome to try your chances out there with a broken ankle." He pointed a finger at the mouth of the cave.
The Master stayed mutinously silent.
"Yes, I thought so." The Doctor shook his head, reaching out to prod irritably at the pathetic little fire he'd started. His severe profile glowed orange in the dimness. "You're lucky I didn't simply sling you over my shoulder and carry you in here. Now, let me look at your leg."
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