[OTA] Malfunctioning weapons do not make for a happy psychopath.

[isitthesmile]

The Master sat at an outside table at the Four Sands Cafe, attempting to fix his laser screwdriver. Again. He hadn't done much else since he found the defunct weapon in his suite. The only thing that changed was location

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[rude_not_ginger]

"Having difficulties?"

No, it was not a good idea to poke fun at the Master's obvious laser screwdriver issues. But, it was amusing.

The Doctor headed over to the cafe and stood not too far from where the Master sat. It was strange, being able to see him and talk to him while knowing he would die soon. Maybe it was what being with River would be like.

"Need some help?"

[isitthesmile]

The Master would beg to differ on the amusement front.

Unfortunately, the threatening gesture he made lost something when he couldn't actually do anything to the Doctor. Well, he could, but it would involve getting up and getting his hands dirty, and the Doctor hadn't annoyed him enough yet for that.

So he only scowled. "Absolutely not."

He could probably use it, but the Doctor was not going to be allowed to figure it out before the Master did. Not that he would. But just in case.

[rude_not_ginger]

"I could help," the Doctor was not acting a little bit smug at the idea of helping. He was not acting juvenile in the slightest with a teasing tone to his voice.

Only, maybe he was.

It was good to see the Master on a more even level with him. No weapons, no grand plans.

[isitthesmile]

He rolled his eyes at the Doctor's tone. "When I want lessons on being a sanctimonious twit, Doctor, I'll come looking for you. I can handle repairs myself.

"Moreover, I think you overestimate your skill with technology," he added, with the slightest of smiles.

[hisbeastie]

Rose had come to the café to grab some chips on her lunch break. Being the resort's receptionist wasn't exactly traveling with the Doctor, but it passed the time. She chewed happily on one of the chips as she stepped back out of the café and blinked in the sunlight. She was about to go and enjoy her lunch down on the beach when the man at the table outside caught her attention.

More importantly what he was working on caught her attention. It looked different, but the similarities to the Doctor's sonic screwdriver was uncanny.

"Chip?" she asked the man and held them out to offer him one.

[isitthesmile]

The Master glanced up, biting off his automatic sharp reply as he saw the girl's face.

He knew that face. He'd been sure to keep careful tabs on the Doctor and his companions since he arrived on Earth -- the better to make him miserable later. Of course, the Doctor had mentioned her name on the beach, but with the unusual circumstances, it had slipped his mind.

He smiled, and reached out to grab one of the offered chips. "Thank you." Gesturing towards the chair opposite him, he added, "Would you like to sit?"

Not that there weren't empty tables in front of the cafe, but hadn't she approached him first? The Master was nothing if not polite, after all.

[hisbeastie]

"Yeah, alright," Rose replies with a nod. She picks up another chip and takes a small bite as she sits across from the stranger. "You know, it's funny--you'd think I wouldn't want to sit down after sitting down all day already, but I do. It's weird how tiring you can get just from sitting, but I suppose that's work for you."

Rose smiled at him, even if her eyes again went to the item in his hand. So familiar, and yet so very different.

[isitthesmile]

"Oh, I understand. My job, before I came here, was much the same way. The sitting was always the worst part. What is it that you do?"

He watched her eyes wander towards the laser screwdriver again, and chuckled lightly. "If you want to ask, you can."

He could guess that the questions running through her mind were a little more specific than 'what is it', but no need to let her know that.