The Park, Late Friday Afternoon/ Early Evening

[dadada_da]

The Master was doing calculations by the side of the pond, across the path from the TARDIS, on a yellow notepad.

Something had him in deep concentration. And it didn't seem as though he liked it.

[[OOC: Open for someone in particular, who knows what she is]]

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[sleepswthdemons]

Of course Phillipa would notice something like this.

"Having troubles?"

[dadada_da]

"The math doesn't quite add up," the Master said, tapping the pad. "I've seen this work, so it should... oh, wait a minute." He scribbled on the pad and stood up, turning around. "Forgot Omega's coefficient in the paradox equation. How are you?"

[sleepswthdemons]

"Math have never been my favorite thing. What are you doing that takes such thought?"

[dadada_da]

The Master tilted his head to the side. "Reworking the very understanding of paradox and causality," he said.

[[OOC: Time Lords are portrayed as having psychic abilities of... well, whatever the writer needs them to have, but that's neither here nor there. Okay for him to pick up that there's more than one mind involved? Or that the mind in the body isn't the right mind or something similar?]]

[sleepswthdemons]

"Why would a well-thought man be interested in something like paradoxes?"

Because he knows that you're an imposter.

[[OOC: Oh feel free to do so.]]

[dadada_da]

The Master smiled, ever so slowly, and stepped closer to Phillipa, inspecting her from all sides. "Oh, very good. Excellent disguise. Not good enough for me, but it's got potential, I'll give it that."

[sleepswthdemons]

Phillipa frowned at him. "What disguise? What are you talking about?"

[dadada_da]

The Master snorted. "Cute, but you're confusing me with a human. Someone's in there who's not supposed to be in there."

[sleepswthdemons]

She shook her head. "I don't know who or what you are, but I belong here now. Things change."

Phoebe wondered what would happen if she tried to call out to the Doctor.

"Go ahead. You're fading at a fast rate and everytime you do something like that, you fade faster."

[dadada_da]

"Do they now?" the Master said, with a laugh. "Things change in heaven and earth and everywhere in between. But do you have that right? Do you even conceive of what you're doing? I can't have amateurs running around like this, toying with things they have no concept of. That, little girl lost, is what causes paradox."

He held up the notepad and shook it a little.

[sleepswthdemons]

Phillipa stepped back from him. "I'm not lost. I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere again."

[dadada_da]

"Oh, little girl lost, you don't really know who you're dealing with, do you? Never let it be said I wasn't sportsman-like, though. Never let it be said I'm not merciful. I'll give you one last chance."

[sleepswthdemons]

"One last chance for what?"

[dadada_da]

"Run," the Master said, getting uncomfortably close.

Behind the TARDIS, strange sounds could be heard. Bizarre sounds, otherworldly sounds.

Voices.

Voices like children. Child-like laughing.

"Run for your life."

[sleepswthdemons]

Phillipa started to say something, but then Anton blinked into existence beside her.

"My love, I've been wondering where you had gotten to."

He raised an eyebrow at the other man and then he and Phillipa were gone.

NFB, although as it's already been broadcast, bit of a moot point

[dadada_da]

The Master smirked. "Clever girl. But you didn't run far enough."

The spheres floated out from behind the TARDIS.

"Will she cause problems, Master? The dark is coming!"

"We have to run and run and run, Master, the dark is coming! Will she stop the machine?"

The Master checked his watched and put away his palmed laser screwdriver.

"Oh... I don't think so. She'll have to be taken care of, to be certain. Can't have any slip ups before the machine's singing but..."

He smiled wider, the light almost glinting off his perfect, white, teeth.

His perfect, white, canines.

"I don't think she'll be a problem at all."

[[OOC: Thanks, that was a lot of fun!]]