Dear Master

[dreamtofbeing]

For dntfretprecious--a response to a meme I posted on my personal journal.

This is the letter the Doctor wrote to the Master as a first way of re-establishing contact after the Doctor gave up trying to help the Master adjust to being human. The Doctor wrote it about a year after moving to Washington DC, and wasn't really sure if he even wanted to post it. He put it in a stamped envelope with the Master's address on it and left it lying around, secretly hoping that someone would mail it and take the decision from him. As it was, the letter was eventually scooped up by Lu and mailed together with a bunch of other stuff.


     

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You probably won't read this. Unless I send it anonymously. I could send it anonymously. But I don't think I will.

So you probably won't read this, but in case you are--hi. I hope you're doing okay. I really do hope that. Torchwood says you are, but, well. That's Torchwood. Also, it's been a while since I talked to them.

I'm doing all right. I'm sharing a flat with a friend, and I'm teaching and doing research at the local university. It's a good job, but the research can get frustrating. They don't have the most basic of equipment to do anything.

What about you? Jack tells me you're still living in the flat they provided you with. Did they finally send someone to get the toilet fixed? I suppose they would have. It's been a while, after all.

I'm sorry I had to leave. I'm not sorry I did though. Me being there wasn't making things any better. I suppose "sorry" is the wrong word. I guess what I'm saying is that I would have liked to be able to help, but and the fact that I couldn't makes me sad.

Well, if you were reading this at all, you sure as hell aren't anymore, so I'll stop wasting paper.

Take care.

D.

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The Master will, of course, write back. If only to demonstrate superior penmanship.

Watch this space!