The Park, Wednesday Afternoon
The Master lay on a lawn chair next to the TARDIS as he stared up into the sky.
The... soldiers had been found and enlisted. He had an army. Just one that he couldn't use against the humans.
Yet.
His progress with the TARDIS was going well. Croup and Vandemar would, hopefully, soon procure him the necessary items.
It was time to start acquiring some more... traditional help. The soldiers were all well and good, but sometimes one needed agents with... finesse.
The Master slipped on a pair of sunglasses and smiled.
It would come in time, he was sure.
[[OOC: Park's open!]]
The... soldiers had been found and enlisted. He had an army. Just one that he couldn't use against the humans.
Yet.
His progress with the TARDIS was going well. Croup and Vandemar would, hopefully, soon procure him the necessary items.
It was time to start acquiring some more... traditional help. The soldiers were all well and good, but sometimes one needed agents with... finesse.
The Master slipped on a pair of sunglasses and smiled.
It would come in time, he was sure.
[[OOC: Park's open!]]