Adventure is just bad planning
"How does this always happen? Do you have some sort of beacon coming from you that says 'look at me, I'm a potential strange threat, come kill me!' because it really does feel like it," the Master growled in annoyance as the two of them hide behind a nearby building to avoid the angry people that had been following them. Not exactly out of the norm
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"We came from the east, yeah? So... the TARDIS is back southwards a few kilometers that way..." But he didn't get a chance to finish his thought as they had been spotted and once again they were running.
There was a large saloon-looking building that the Doctor pointed to, "Try hiding in there!" Maybe it'll be full enough for them with the evening crowd. Maybe. It was worth a shot!
[ooc: fun story: My dad actually did this on a family vacation, stepped into a Native American "healing vortex" or some such (I was probably 5 at the time) and the locals were PISSED. They had to have a cleansing ceremony and everything because my dad messed it up, apparently. When I ( ... )
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"Oh great, we're going to be killed. And it's all your fault. And their fault. I mean really if you have sacred ground, you should label it. For everyones sake, I mean how to they avoid losing it?" the Master ranted as they slipped into the saloon and kept to the sides of the room. They really didn't blend in at all but the master just tried his best to look comfortable.
They might not notice if they looked like they belonged. "We're never going to be able to get back with that crowd outside, you know that right?"
[OOC: Oh that is seriously hilarious! ( ... )
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They did stand out, that's true, but at this time, they needed to be able to hide as best as they could and be in a crowd. Crowds were good.
"No, but maybe we can escape the back or sneak into another building through the alley systems... Now move!"
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"Rassilon sake!" the Master cursed as he took off rather swiftly towards the back of the door, leaving the Doctor to make his own way as he took off running.
Course the Master was less well practise so while in his head, he was a swift runner... in reality, less so. Not exactly a sprinter but hey, it got him outside safely! For now anyway.
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Running his hands through his hair a bit, he really wasn't sure where he had gone, and decided to take a peek outside the alley. Yup, still rioting going on, and he slunk back in the shadows. Right, if he were the Master, where would he go...? The options were slim, but perhaps he already managed to break into the warehouse-thing built half into the side of the mountain base? Maybe that was too obvious?
No matter, the Doctor found an unlocked door and his decision was made.
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But something didn't feel right, there was an uneasiness in the air the further he went, causing his brows to furrow in confusion. Investigation was warranted! Sorry Master, you'll have to fend for yourself a little longer as he slipped out his sonic and unlocked a deadbolt from a door and pushed it in.
More and more crates, it seemed, as he snuck inside and pushed the lid off one. With the little light he had available, it seemed like he was holding something shiny and gold? Treasures? Stolen items? How the mind races!
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Or maybe they were both in for it regardless of who stepped out first. Either way, the Master didn't like this. And the Doctor had left him!... Yes, he knew he'd run off ahead but in his twisted logic, the Doctor had run off and ditched him. No other way around it
The aliens were definitely getting warmer, they were surrounding the area the Doctor was. The Mater groaned as he was shoved around, making a point to scrap his feet wherever he could, he was hoping that if it had indeed been him, he could get the mud off before anyone checked. That way, he could hopefully blame the Doctor.
"Look, he has to be in there, it's simple logic. Just get him and let me go, all right?"
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When his ears slightly perked at the increased volume, he was acutely aware of his need to hide soon, and he slipped into another room and into a closet. Watching, listening, smelling something musty... Wait, what? He turned his head and his eyes immediately widened as it looked like he was standing next to a mummy, and not one of the old Egyptian kind, as it wasn't wrapped the best and there was an old, dried out, but still able to be made out, eyeball staring at him.
Oh lovely! He swallowed loudly and waited for this to pass and he could escape.
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Where was that coward? He refused to punished, especially alone. The Doctor wasn't allowed to get one over him.
"Look, he's in here, why don't you just span out? Check every hiding place? Every cupboard, every floorboard that's loose!" the Master protested loudly as he was shoved along by the angry locals who seemed to think having him on display would attracted the Doctor to come and fetch him. How lovely.
"...Perhaps not floorboards, that stupid sonic of his doesn't work on wood
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"A-CHOO!" He sneezed and the mummy slid over onto him, startling him as dust and probably old skin flakes and such went scattering in the air. Everything went downhill from there. The closet doors were thrown open and he was face to face with one of the aliens.
"Erm, hello!" He probably looked a mess with a mummified corpse latched onto his arm and his jacket looking worse for wear, but he didn't have to worry about that much longer as the alien reached down and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him up. A great big hollar was released as the Doctor was reunited with the Master, as he waved a bit sheepishly.
"I found a mummy!" Along with other things, but that would have to wait as they were both taken into custody.
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"Oh fantastic, maybe the mummy can get us pardoned from death," the Master remarked sarcastically, rolling his eyes as the two of them were seized and forced to march along to wherever they were going.
The Master wasn't even sure of which part he should start on, be it the fact that he left him or the fact that he'd gotten caught.
"I hate travelling with you."
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He couldn't help it! Look, he had cobweb residue on him! COBWEB RESIDUE.
"You left me, y'know! It's not my fault we're caught. You stepped into the holy ground first, by the way." He spoke harshly, yet soft enough that they wouldn't be overheard. "Just give me time and I'll get us out." Like every time they were in such a predicament.
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Rolling his eyes, he kept as close to the Doctor as he could so if they had a super quick emergency escape, he'd be right there beside him. No way was he leaving him behind again.
"How do you suggest we escape this. The TARDIS is miles back and we're surrounded."
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It was going to be a typical day for them, being stuck somewhere, but the Doctor's attention was completely focused to their surroundings and their captors. "They don't seem very bright..." He leaned into the Master, muttering his thoughts. "I don't see why we couldn't make another break for it."
Perhaps if they took off running in opposite directions?
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Did they just rely on their Gods for everything including self awareness and common sense?
"Spit up?" the Master asked, reading the Doctors mind, well not literally at least. It was just an obvious plan. "We'd need somewhere to meet up."
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