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[The Master is ambling along, hands clasped behind his back, an air of disinterest to his person]

[This is in great contrast to his companion, the Doctor, who is smiling quietly]

[after some time, in a light, callous voice, the Master speaks] I feel minds. Echoes of our own.

...Hm? Oh, that's interesting, isn't it? I wonder which ones. [scratches the back of his head] Seems to be some other people around.

Ohh, blessed relief. I could kiss someone for this. I would kiss my wife, but apparently that's not allowed. Really, Doctor, jealousy is no reason to forbid me conjugal visits.

[shoves his hands into his pockets] It's for her sake. She needs a chance to recover, assuming there's anything left of her in there.

She's not the only broken thing I've touched. [reaches a hand out to the Doctor's cheek, just brushing it] Destroyer of worlds.

[gives him a hard look] I think...we should find out where we are. It might be related to the trap from earlier.

[grins and spins around, holding his arms out in welcome to the space around them] Hello! Hello, hello, anyone and everyone. I'm the Master—sorry, I'm the Prisoner, and this is my loving captor, the Jailor.

[only half paying attention] I'm the Doctor, actually.

Would anyone care to inform as to where we are? Lovely scenery, though. [nudges the Doctor, nodding to a constellation] That looks like Kasterborous. Interesting.

[looks curiously up at the constellation] It does. In fact, I think it is. Now that's a bit telling.

Do you suppose it's taken out of our minds? It's a pretty obvious bit of scenery to throw in there. Absolutely destroys the realism. Who'd put Andromeda next to the Trapeloid?

Someone who doesn't know their galactic movements very well. I suppose this could be a projection. I haven't seen a system yet that I haven't been too personally.

[pulls a bag of Jelly Babies out of his pocket and pauses just before popping one into his mouth] Say whatever sniveling, wet sentiment you need to say about the stars and the constellations before I start eating. I'd hate to vomit out perfectly good jelly babies.

[rolls his eyes] Let's find out what's going on first. And then we can admire the construction of this. [snatches a Jelly Baby]

[slaps the Jelly Baby out of the Doctor's hand, catching it and popping it into his mouth with a smug grin]

[glares quite sulkily]

((ooc: Blue is for the Doctor and red is for the Master. Also, they'll totally be threadhopping on each other and other people, so fair warning.))

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Me? Ohhh, tenth. Few years into it.

I always did wonder how you got off that planet.

How unfortunate.

I'm afraid you'll get no answers from me, Doctor. I'm still on it.

[ignores the Master's obvious enthusiasm]

Oh? [looks around] Is this some sort of...artificially created nexus point, then?

[he nods briefly] Correct. Whatever planet you were on prior to coming here will be your current point of occupation for whatever length of time you may find yourself with access here.

[he then sneers] Your TARDIS won't be able to get you off planet. I do hope you've been trapped on one of the most unpleasant places that the universe has managed to bring into creation.

[deadpan here] It's a tropical island planet. ...Full of telepathic dolphins.

[please have a very satisfied laugh, Doctor, because if he has to be trapped on a savannah with cheetahs, the idea that some version of you is... trapped on a tropical island planet with telepathic dolphins is satisfying]

I suppose you ought to get used to the scenery, hmm, my dear Doctor? I hope you're adverse to tans. I expect you'll be getting one eventually.

Oh, don't laugh. I'm trapped there as well. Hello, self.

[and this is yourself, Master, doing a quick once over]

Of all the bodies to get, I end up looking like Mr. Tyler. No matter.

[back to proper conversation]

I do think that in the grand scheme of things, being taken from a planet of various animal-like inhabitants is all too common. And greetings to you as well, self.

[raises an eyebrow] It's evident that Mister Tyler is not your fan, but I didn't realise the distaste was mutual.

One might question the reasoning behind that. And my dearest Doctor has made an enemy of the dolphins. I was thinking of sparking chaos out there next week, but as it seems we'll be staying there a while, I suppose I'll play the long game.

Oh, I do put up with him. He's useful by his own right and certainly amusing.

[chuckles] That you shall. Then again, longer games can provide so much more interest. [a pause] Now... do tell me. What is that 'prisoner' and 'jailor' nonsense?

You'll have to detail me. I'm quite curious as to what you've learned thus far.

[eyes narrow; this clearly isn't something he's happy about, and not something he wants to explain to his self]

Our dear Doctor, having destroyed Gallifrey and all of the Time Lords save ourselves, has become lonely. So he seeks to alleviate this loneliness by holding me as a pet in that decrepit TARDIS of his, and aims to reform me.

[scoffs, but then smiles]

I'll break him, though. He's easy to manipulate, because he knows I'm manipulating him - knows that he's succumbing to my manipulations - and he doesn't care. He's that lonely. I'd go so far as to say a combination of a martyr's complex, survivor's guilt, Stockholm Syndrome and his own masochism have led him to loving me. It's only time before he comes to see things our way.

[he snorts with general disapproval]

I do wish us luck on that. I've a much easier time with the Doctor I've been granted, but I do believe that ought to be a private discussion between ourself.

[he flashes himself a fanged grin]

Of course, the fact you are in a TARDIS shall make that infinitely more difficult. Things... cross here, self. You're on that tropical planet and I'm on this bloody one, and yet I could walk right up to where the Doctor's TARDIS is without having so much as stepped foot off of the savannah.

As well, there are... multiple universes. The Doctor here - not yours, but the Fifth - for example, is a case of that. Miss Fumie Hashimoto is an... 'ally' of mine. She's quite useful in getting information and technology. Sam Tyler... mmm, pet project. Same with Gene Hunt.

[raises an eyebrow]

As if each universe was lain atop the others? Interesting. But I'll find a way to turn this to my advantage.

Hm... Is the Fifth - actually. I'd much rather catch up to you somewhere private. [glances at the Doctor in irritation, and then back to himself] Any suggestions, self?

Indeed. I've already taken advantage of it.

[he growls in minor annoyance]

If you are stuck in the TARDIS, we cannot meet in person. Despite overlain universes, we cannot see what is in the other one. So the TARDIS could be right in front of me and I would see nothing.

I'm afraid here is the only place in which it can be done, and even then...

[hmph]

[sneering] Oh, he'll let me out. To imprison me entirely would be 'cruel,' I suppose.

[and he smirks]

Then you find a place and I will find you.

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[scratches the back of his neck] At least it's a lot prettier than that world was. A lot less exploding in the scenery, too. [neglects to mention the dolphins don't like him]

You never properly appreciated the destructive capabilities of things, Doctor. Once you get used to being trapped on a mid-explosion stasis-locked planet, it becomes rather amusing.

'Amusing'? I would think 'depressing' would be a better word for it.

Not amusing in the sense that at any moment it could proceed to go along it's current path, but more so that the random moments of vast blazes and catastrophic tremors provide amusement and entertainment on an otherwise backwater planet.

A whole planet in stasis like that...

Do you know much about who's in charge here? They must have quite the technology to do all this. [nods at a random galaxy passing above them]

[the Master chuckles and grins darkly]

Three people. The twins: Lapis and Lazuli, and Miss Meredith Sault.

The Twins? I'm quite sure I saw them, actually. There was this funny little shop... I suppose you've seen it?

Oh yes, I have. It really shouldn't be there but there is no point in arguing it's existence at this moment of time.

But if you want questions answered, Lapis and Lazuli can give you answers.

A lot of this is roughly impossible, so may as well put it aside for now.

[raises eyebrow] 'Answers' or answers?

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