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WHO: The Master & Lucy Saxon
WHAT: Gremlins are attacking, and the Master is about to transfer his TARDIS to help build a safe zone. He wants to make sure Lucy gets there in one piece.
WHEN: December 27th
WHERE: Tony & Pepper's flat
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress

After their initial conversation, it hadn't taken the Master long to figure out where Lucy was staying. All he'd had to do was keep his ears and eyes open and occasionally explore the other areas of the housing complex until he managed to narrow down the options. Then, it had only required watching her return and departure to gauge exactly where she headed to and come from. From there, a quick confirmation with the nameplate had given him all of the certainty that he'd needed. He knew where Lucy was, and he'd keep that information safe for whenever it became necessary. It was a good thing that he'd found out early, really, since it had become necessary a lot faster than he ever expected it would.

When Christmas had came and went without so much of a hint of something from their reality dropping in for a surprise, the Master thought that they might get off easy this year. It had taken them so long to recover from the Toclafane that it was possible Asaph had reconsidered leveling the city once more to have them struggle to rebuild it come new year again. Sadly, he'd been wrong, and as the Gremlins had poured into the city, all the Master could think was that Asaph had decided since he was going to attack them with something not so Doctor Who, that he'd save it for the day after.

While they might not be as vicious or as deadly as the Toclafane, at least in the Master's view, they were just as plentiful, and plentiful could quickly translate into deadly in the right circumstances. So when the Rani had suggested setting up a safe zone out of their TARDISes, the Master had done something that he didn't do often. He'd volunteered to help. Of course, helping random strangers was not his cup of tea. It was simply the idea that he could keep those that he had a certain concern for safe that had motivated him.

Turning Lolita's knobs and dials, winding the old girl up despite her protests after being left to sit for so long, he shifted her, calculating a quick jump between his flat and the one that Lucy was staying in, landing her carefully in the living quarters right between the sofa and the fireplace, her look quickly transforming into a nice turn of the century armoire, just before the Master stepped out into the room and cast a quick look about.