RP for Sages!Master (youwillobeyme) and Eleven

[ladyoftime]

The Doctor wakes up. Under normal circumstances unremarkable except that (a) she's lacking in usual clothing, (b) she's not in her TARDIS, (c) there's someone else in bed with her, and (d) she doesn't quite remember how she got here.

She rolls over to investigate the other person in bed. "..." Insert Gallifreyan swear words here.

Comments

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

She's not taking the blame lying down. Especially since she isn't lying down anymore. Yes.
"What do you mean, I was being ridiculous?" She starts searching her room for familiar trousers, shirt, and scarf. They do not appear to be here.

[youwillobeyme.livejournal.com]

"You were..being ridiculous! Fawning and...ugh." He's remained firmly seated, and settles for glancing around the room. He notes that his clothes have likewise vanished.

He remembers something else, and pauses panicking to snicker. "And you were wearing a dress."

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Her panicking ups some. "I was what?" She's tempted to assume he's lying (he's the Master, after all! Evil, destruction, lying! Goes with the territory!), except that she just found the dress.
She's tempted to stick with the sheet.

[youwillobeyme.livejournal.com]

He grins. "See?"

...Now if he just knew where his went....

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

She? Is not grinning. Not grinning at all. As a matter of fact, her expression could be summed up as 'D:'.
She picks it up. She might look a tad disgusted. She doesn't wear dresses.
"I wouldn't smirk until you find out what you were wearing."

[youwillobeyme.livejournal.com]

He frowns. "I, my dear, was wearing what I /always/ wear." At least, he's fairly certain this is so. He's starting to worry, though.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Don't call me 'my dear'," she snaps, trying to work out if she'll be better off in the sheet or the dress. "How do you know?"

[youwillobeyme.livejournal.com]

He declines comment, more interested in checking under the bed for his clothing. It has to be SOMEWHERE.

Suddenly, he's starting to remember... "Oh dear."

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"What?" she asks crossly. Dress vs. sheet isn't going well. Maybe she'll just wear both.

[youwillobeyme.livejournal.com]

"I think...I remember what happened." He sounds slightly frightened.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Both. Yes. Not a bad idea. "What?"
Her suddenly horrified expression might give the impression that she's starting to remember, though.

[youwillobeyme.livejournal.com]

"...I...think I've found mine..." He trails off weakly. Oh, this is not good. He tries to get dressed under the covers.

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Not good, indeed. Remember that Gallifreyan swearing? Returns.
She slips out of the room to change. And returns, still with the sheet over her.
"We never speak of this again."

[youwillobeyme.livejournal.com]

"Never. To anyone." He nods firmly.

"I trust you can find the way out?" He gets up, fully dressed. (If a bit rumpled)

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Didn't happen." She agrees.

"Yes." And makes for a hasty exit. She's taking his bedcover with her.