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[killermice]

Date: December 23rd, 2009
Time: 3:10 pm
Location: Cardiff
Characters Involved: The Rani and the Master
Ratings and Warnings: PG-13, just in case of evil plotting
Incomplete/Complete: Incomplete

Christmas - the most annoying time of the Terran year to shop. Especially when one has absolutely no interest in tawdry gifts to woo or distract

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[killermice]

The Rani frowned, trying to decipher why the Master would want her to change her style of plotting. Surely he knows better than to mess with success? "Perhaps. Sometime when I am certain the extra attention won't detract from success."

Now that they had arrived, she did get more enthusiastic; it has been quite some time since she has had access to such an interesting subject, and she wants to see where she'll be working on him. "I must confess I cannot wait to see what you've put together. Shall we?"

[sound_ofdrums]

"Yes, indeed," The Master agreed, exiting once the vehicle had come to a complete stop. He hummed under his breath as he walked around the back in order to open The Rani's door. "I am certain it won't disappoint you." He had always been rather good at putting an ideal lair together.

[killermice]

"Excellent." The Rani slid easily out of the car when the Master opened her door, and glanced about the parking garage as she waited for him to lead the way. "I trust that you've assembled this place with your typical flair and panache."

[sound_ofdrums]

"Don't I always?" The Master asked before closing the door and walking towards the lift that led into the building. "I'll have to grant you access to the restricted levels."

[killermice]

"You'd best. The restricted levels are always the most fun." The Rani followed him to the lift, pondering what sort of security he might have, and whether it is easy to fool or not. And on one level she even pondered whether she should just move her TARDIS here and not have to worry about the travel time.