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The worst part is that she has to watch it happen again.
It's not the first time, but this time it's real. And she has to get the timing right, so she sits in the cloaked bus and grits her teeth and counts the seconds, because she's here to get Missy away, but she loves her too much to interfere before she gets the last word in.
She cracks her knuckles, shifts silently ten minutes backwards, and begins counting the seconds. There are three heartbeats between the moment Missy speaks her last words and the blond bonkers one fires at her, but Iris can do a lot in three heartbeats when no one's expecting her.
It's a perfect flying tackle. She appears out of literally nowhere, firing her staser at the Master as she goes, and flattens Missy to the synthetic forest floor as the laser scorches the feather off the top of Iris' hat.
"Before you stab me and all, just take this, would you?"
By "this" she means roughly a year's worth of memories, rolled into a ball and delivered, directly and forcefully, together with the knowledge that Iris will happily take a stabbing if Missy finds it necessary.
"...and that bit was your idea. By the way."
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It's not the first time, but this time it's real. And she has to get the timing right, so she sits in the cloaked bus and grits her teeth and counts the seconds, because she's here to get Missy away, but she loves her too much to interfere before she gets the last word in.
She cracks her knuckles, shifts silently ten minutes backwards, and begins counting the seconds. There are three heartbeats between the moment Missy speaks her last words and the blond bonkers one fires at her, but Iris can do a lot in three heartbeats when no one's expecting her.
It's a perfect flying tackle. She appears out of literally nowhere, firing her staser at the Master as she goes, and flattens Missy to the synthetic forest floor as the laser scorches the feather off the top of Iris' hat.
"Before you stab me and all, just take this, would you?"
By "this" she means roughly a year's worth of memories, rolled into a ball and delivered, directly and forcefully, together with the knowledge that Iris will happily take a stabbing if Missy finds it necessary.
"...and that bit was your idea. By the way."
Soundtrack