WHO: The Master and the Doctor WHAT: Looking through the Doctor's supplies WHEN: Early Evening WHERE: The Doctor's TARDIS RATING: TBD
Locking up the small flat he rented, he made sure that he had made it safe enough that no one could possibly get in. He wasn't paranoid, he just hated the thought of someone thinking he was that easy to get by. Walking along the relatively quiet street, he was rather thankful for the fact that he could sense when a Time Lord was near. That and a TARDIS. He really hoped the Doctor didn't see this as a weakness, of him throwing in the towel. He never would.
Jumping into a chipshop, one he had found when he first came here and had gone there ever since, he ensured that the chips he got the Doctor weren't the best. Just to get the point that he didn't want to become best buddies or anything. Continuing on his way, he could feel his laser screwdriver in his chest pocket. Well that would be something he could use if he had to, had no problem using. Finally getting to the TARDIS, he groaned as he realised what the Doctor said before. He had to knock. Growling at the doors, he knocked twice, loudly.