How about that? I win.

[thedrumsofwar]

He thought it was just a drumbeat at first, louder than the rest, but it was only appropriate to the moment, wasn't it

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[fallen_april]

April? Is in a good mood. And is wearing what will probably look like a very familiar coat.

"Well, hey there!" Someone who looks friendly enough, right? As in walking, breathing, and without a gun pointed at her, pretty much.

[thedrumsofwar]

The Master turns to look at her - and freezes for a moment, his face expressionless as he sees the coat. Oh, he knows that coat, his hearts giving a little unexpected and not entirely pleasant jump when he sees it.

Just lovely. Dying in his arms just clearly wasn't enough...

This girl, however, doesn't seem to know him. This could actually be fun. He puts on his best charming smile - which is, of course, very, very charming - and starts toward her. "Hello."

[fallen_april]

There are so few people who will smile so cheerfully and familiarly at a complete stranger. And the Master never met the Doctor's ninth reincarnation.

This could get interesting.

"'Lo. You new here?"

[thedrumsofwar]

"Yes," he answers simply, and walks over to take a seat beside her, seeming perfectly at ease, perfectly friendly. "I think... I may have just died. I wouldn't know, I've never done it before."

[fallen_april]

"Really? Me too." It's a casual toss-in. No need to be too serious about it. "Don't worry about it, this is a nice enough place. Lots of food, tea, everything's free."

[thedrumsofwar]

The Master tilts his head to one side, studying her. Between the coat and that... He is a little curious. Alright, very curious.

"Wonderful. Not what I was expecting..."

He hadn't expected much, though. Darkness. Silence. Something of the sort.

[fallen_april]

She laughs a little. "No, I don't expect it is. It wouldn't be for most people. I mean, I guess someone might think of a hotel for the afterlife, but they'd have to be pretty odd, I think."

Odder than you, April?

[thedrumsofwar]

"I imagine they would."

He frowns after a moment, looking thoughtful. The drums are gone, but something's...

After a moment he grips his wrist, thumb pressed to the pulse point, and a slow smile spreads across his face. "Hearts are still beating. How about that?"

[fallen_april]

"Yeah." April grins. "Fantastic, isn't it?"

[thedrumsofwar]

"Fantastic indeed." He flashed her that charming smile once more. "I'm sorry, how terribly rude of me - I'm Harold Saxon."

He offers his hand, eyes locked on hers.

[fallen_april]

"April Dorian." She's mostly big on eye-contact, so she keeps her eyes locked on his. It's a bit disconcerting, his gaze, but he seems pretty friendly, so she doesn't mind. "It's lovely to meet you."

[thedrumsofwar]

"A pleasure." It's not hard to slip into her mind, with her eyes on his, and he spends a moment sorting through memories, thoughts, knowledge...

Not a Time Lord, then, unless she pulled the same trick he had before his regeneration, when he escaped the Time War, or...

No. A thought pulls up a memory of the Doctor, and he smirks a little. There he is... One of his companions, of course. Lovely.

[fallen_april]

"So, when and where are you from? This is a pretty odd place, people from all over, different times and universes..." She grins a little, thinking of the Doctor. She really can't help it. "I'm from New York, 1995. Originally."

[thedrumsofwar]

"That," he says with a smirk, "depends on your meaning. Originally, or most recently? There's a long list of places and times to choose from."

[fallen_april]

"How about both?" Grin.

[thedrumsofwar]

"Gallifrey," he says distantly, perfect innocence. "The end of the universe. And Earth, in the year 2007."

His Earth, and then the Doctor had to go and turn it back.