Who: The Master, OPEN What: Considering a kill Where: A coffee shop When: A few days after he 'rescued' the Doctor Rating: TBD Status: Work in progress
Even now, the drums would not leave him alone. The constant thumping, the beat which drove him further and further away from the universe and deeper into his mind. He had made sure to make the Doctor's life a living hell, but without making it obvious. He had to make him believe that in the end, he would change. Only then could he get the Doctor to lower his defences.
He ordered a coffee from the bubbly blonde waitress, who looked very similar to that precious companion the Doctor had travelled with. He kept his eyes on her, his fingers drumming out the beat on the table. His laser screwdriver felt heavy in his pocket, and it would be easy to take it out. After all, this place was empty. No one would know.