COMM:
oncoming_storms - lost
VERSE: Troubles the Dark
WORD COUNT: 179
"Doctor." The Master crossed his arms pointedly as he gazed at the scanner. "Did you change the coordinants?" He knew what he had set them to, and the planet outside was not the one he had chosen.
The Doctor, as if on cue, feigned an unknowing look. "Hmm?"
"You know what I'm talking about. Look at the scanner. That is not Rissun Xi."
The Doctor glanced over at the scanner. "Oh? Seems it isn't!"
Rissun Xi, in all the time periods he had known it, looked nothing like the barren, rocky terrain that was depicted on the scanner. While it had a few places like that - quarries sprung to his mind - it was overall lush with plant life, diverse in its flora as it was its fauna.
"What did you put in?" the Master asked in an agitated manner.
"Just a few numbers. Nothing in particular." A plain grin spread across his face, something boyish, almost devious. "Care to take a look around?"
"...You have no idea where we are, do you?"
"No."
The Master sighed as the Doctor opened the TARDIS doors and stepped outside.