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[dr_y_a_n_a]

The Master -the pretty one- is poking around the TARDIS garden. Or more importantly, around the TARDIS. He's examining them intently, occasionally knocking against one or the other parts. Once he tries the telephone. A few times he steps back and makes like a director, holding his hands to create a window.

He's probably up to something.

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[imatwat]

Owen noticed Harry Saxon checking out the TARDIS' and since it was something he was also curious about, he sauntered on over, hands in his pockets.

"Don't you have one of those?" He enquired with a faintly amused expression. "Or do you have something different. Like the Sith version or something?"

[dr_y_a_n_a]

"Sith version?" He laughed. "That would be like having a Sith version of an automobile."

He tapped the TARDIS. "But no. Mine was lost." A bitter look crosses his face as he says that.

[imatwat]

"How did you manage to lose a big blue box then?"

It was odd for Owen to look at the bloke standing next to him and process the fact that the man (or a version of him) had been elected to the position of the Prime Minister of England. And he was one of those Gallifreyans too. How had that fucking happened on Torchwood's watch?

It had all happened after Owen'd left, though. So he'd only heard it third hand. Apparently it had all been some crazy bid for galactic domination. But if Saxon was so bloody dangerous, why was everyone just letting him (and his various incarnations) roam around free?

[dr_y_a_n_a]

Another bark of laughter. "Mine actually worked." He rapped on the police box. "See, they have what's known as a chameleon circuit which let's them change to be inconspicuous in whatever environment they're in. You're in a forest, it would look like a tree. Etc. Etc.

"This piece of junk here's circuit broke ages ago. The Doctor finds it... quaint. It actually means that he's a failure and can't fix it."

The Master was brilliant, that's how. How else could it have happened. And you would have voted for him too Owen dear, if you had been there.

[imatwat]

A chameleon circuit. That was new information to ponder. What else was a TARDIS capable of?

Owen resisted the impulse to reach out and touch the box again. He'd already done so and confimed that it felt like what it appeared to be.

Owen turned to face Saxon properly, "But you can?" There was genuine interest in his tone. No mocking this time.

"It surprises me that no-one seems to have found a solution yet. How many versions of this Doctor bloke do we have gathered in one bloody place?"

There was dissatisfaction in his tone. Impatience.

"Aren't the TARDIS's supposed to be able to travel in time and space or something? Might come in handy if we're supposed to be putting the universe back right again. Instead everyone seems to be having a massive 'catch up' tea party and not doing much else."

[dr_y_a_n_a]

Oh, do go on Owen, inflate the ego, inflate.

"Of course I can," he snorts. "I'm not that layabout."

He gives Owen a mild look that's almost at the 'you fruit fly' level. "You see, one of the ways the Doctor's supposedly solve problems is to bounce around and talk all the time shouting things like 'brilliant!' or 'fantastic!'. Occasionally you'll get a 'whut? Whut? Whut?' as well."

The Master gives a bark of laughter. "You see, they can travel through time and space, but that requires there to be a time and space to travel through. Which, currently there isn't."

[imatwat]

"Right. You're The Master. You don't bother with the inane bouncing and shouting." Owen declared, somewhat tongue in cheek again.

Owen nodded at the last part, "Ah. That makes it a bit trickier then. So I suppose everyone's working on what suddenly made time and space implode. That's prety fucking outside of my ken. But I'm just a lowly human doctor and all."

He turned to gaze at the police box again, wondering what it would be like on the inside.

"But no space travel possible at all? What about the solar system? Or traveling to the Himalaya's. The earth exists, right? Why not start small? Trips to the corner curry shop and back?"

[dr_y_a_n_a]

There's a very friendly pointy smile directed at Owen here by designated as "insect I shall smush".

"The properties of the TARDIS requires mm... certain connections to find itself. Rather like a map. Without the connections -in this case the rest of the universe- there's no map. There's no map. There's no place. Therefor you can't go anywhere."

[imatwat]

Owen didn't like the way Saxon was looking or smiling at him. Obviously had delusions of fucking grandeur. But from the way others had talked about him, he was used to being top dog and was definitely a dangerous animal despite the smarmy politician's exterior.

"Good to know." He murmured offhandedly, turning back to look at the TARDIS, which actually made him feel a lot less uneasy than the bloke standing next to him.

[dr_y_a_n_a]

Well, the TARDIS is less likely to take him apart just to hear him scream. :0

"Still," he said brightly, "There maybe some use for them yet."