[The Master does like his acoustics; it's a large part why he specifically chose this place to confront the Doctor in; it's spacious, well-built, and empty. Funny thing, though, because this well-thought out planning may be all for naught; the Master's finding out that he can't hold back the excitement at getting to play with the Doctor again. He edges his way out the door, back resting against the wall.]
I was under the impression that you preferred working in the shadows. That is why you faked your death, is it not?
okay, i can procrastinate and fuck around till tomorrow morning.
I was under the impression that you preferred working in the shadows. That is why you faked your death, is it not?