[The Master clicks off the communicator without replying and rests his face in his hands, massaging his temples. He feels inexplicably trapped, has done ever since the Doctor arrived in Discedo. Like everything is a trap. There is absolutely no good reason to expose himself so soon after escaping the TARDIS. None. Performing a check-up on a lizard is not even classifiable as a good reason. Still, a small while later he finds himself knocking on the same door in Latimir.]
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2008-07-30 06:22 am (UTC)[softly]
It's me.