Molokov had allowed himself to relax. He'd not seen his doppelganger in weeks. He chooses to take it as a good sign, that maybe perhaps he's seen the last of the Master, and he can start to focus on other things.
Naturally, this is when he comes down the stairs and sees the Master surrounded by gadgets.
He swears silently (not that it matters, he's sure the Master's heard him) and looks for the closest available exit.
The Fifth Doctor had just returned from outside, where the Eigth's TARDIS sat. It had been a delightful visit (he was far more attached to that man then he would admit), but when he slips into the Inn? The light seems to leave his eyes. He could nearly feel something sinister in the air, and all coming from one specific Time Lord.
"Ah, so you haven't left yet." It's said with a light tone, perhaps friendly, even if it's terribly faux.
He pull his hat from his head and rolls it up, only taking a few steps closer to the table where the Master sat, working. That, of course, was never a good sign.
The Master senses him before he gets close, but only looks up as he speaks, smirking a little. He sets the... device... he's working on down on the table and leans back in his chair, lacing his fingers in front of him.
"And how, pray tell, am I supposed to do that? I haven't got a door. Though if you're offering me a ride..."
Innocent smile. Oh yes, please. Unleash him on the universe again. ...To tell the truth, it would make him more sane than he is now, trapped here.
Stuffing hands into the pockets of his coat, he dares a few steps closer, glancing down to whatever device he seems to be constructing. Well, that certainly didn't look good.
"Oh no, I'm sorry to disappoint, but all of the spots on my TARDIS are filled."
Perhaps there's a bit of uncertainty hiding within him. This regeneration of the Master was certainly more lethal than the ones he knew so well. "I'm not so foolish." The flash of a smile is given, but no emotion lies behind it.
"In that case, I suppose you'll have to get used to my presence here. I seem to be going nowhere in any hurry."
He notices the Doctor's glance at his device, and his smile broadens just a bit. He doesn't want to tell the Doctor just what it is yet, or what he intends to do with it. That would ruin the surprise. It's just a pity he couldn't find a way to see it himself... Remote video cameras, perhaps, though getting them to transmit to the Inn would be a trick...
"It is good to see you, though. It's good to see you so young. Brings back old times."
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Naturally, this is when he comes down the stairs and sees the Master surrounded by gadgets.
He swears silently (not that it matters, he's sure the Master's heard him) and looks for the closest available exit.
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"Hello, Sascha." He does so like using that name. "Did you miss me?"
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"No."
If he can keep calm and unemotional, the way he used to do, then perhaps the Master will lose interest.
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Calm and unemotional. He can do that all he likes, but the Master can feel the emotions under the surface, and nudge them ever so gently...
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"Ah, so you haven't left yet." It's said with a light tone, perhaps friendly, even if it's terribly faux.
He pull his hat from his head and rolls it up, only taking a few steps closer to the table where the Master sat, working. That, of course, was never a good sign.
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"And how, pray tell, am I supposed to do that? I haven't got a door. Though if you're offering me a ride..."
Innocent smile. Oh yes, please. Unleash him on the universe again. ...To tell the truth, it would make him more sane than he is now, trapped here.
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"Oh no, I'm sorry to disappoint, but all of the spots on my TARDIS are filled."
Perhaps there's a bit of uncertainty hiding within him. This regeneration of the Master was certainly more lethal than the ones he knew so well. "I'm not so foolish." The flash of a smile is given, but no emotion lies behind it.
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He notices the Doctor's glance at his device, and his smile broadens just a bit. He doesn't want to tell the Doctor just what it is yet, or what he intends to do with it. That would ruin the surprise. It's just a pity he couldn't find a way to see it himself... Remote video cameras, perhaps, though getting them to transmit to the Inn would be a trick...
"It is good to see you, though. It's good to see you so young. Brings back old times."
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