She struggled, of course, but it did very little good. The only thing she accomplished was cracking the back of her head even harder against the rock than the Master's actions alone would have managed. The flash of pain made her whimper, and she sagged in the Master's grasp.
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Date: 2009-10-22 11:43 am (UTC)