Who: The Master, Romana and Phoebe (<-- POSTING ORDER) What: Taking a look at the Immortality Gate to see how best to restore the Master to himself *insert evil laughter* When: BACKDATED to after this Where: Starting at the Master's place, then heading outside the city where he hid the Immortality Gate Warnings: Er...TBA?
So, Romana seemed to have caught on to his whole eating people thing. The Master didn't exactly care, but was appreciative she didn't directly confront him or try to stop him. In fact, he was positively glowing about that fact. It only proved to him that Romana had some sort of weakness when it came to him. Whether it was out of what all had gone down during the Time War when she'd released him or if it was some sort of sympathy or link between them, considering they were the last of an otherwise extinct race. Whatever the reason for her wanting to help him, he didn't care, he just needed the help. Though in reality, he didn't exactly need the help. He had his plans, but he was one step ahead and knew he needed someone on his side. The Doctor was always wary of him, no matter what regeneration he was in, so he wouldn't get anywhere trying to get on his good side. But Romana...
The Master giggled as he sat and waited for his guests to arrive. Romana was almost gift wrapping herself for him, but once he was restored, he would get her hook, line and sinker. And from there, he would unleash new plans of domination. So what if some demon was trying to unleash Lucifer and bring about the Apocalypse? Lucifer had nothing on him. He was still out for domination, even though this wasn't his universe. It was still something to conquer, and from what he'd witnessed while being here, people were just as stupid and likewise easily conquered in this place. While the rest of this planet would be a bit boring to conquer, the fact that the Doctor and so many of his Companions were here gave him so much glee, and there was much fun to be had with them all.
But first thing's first. He had to keep ahold of himself so he wouldn't tip off this witch Romana was bringing to meet him and see the Gate. As Romana had advised him, he'd eaten a large meal, all food and no people this time. The Master did remain himself as long as he didn't use his newly acquired energy bolts which drained his life force. He'd make a point not to show off that little trick so he'd stay all flesh and not go all skeletal. He just hoped this witch and Romana could help figure this out, to get him back to himself. And then as soon as that happened, he'd trip the Immortality Gate and unleash the plan he'd been planning since he was back on Earth in his universe. He would create the Master Race.
The Master leaned back, scratching at one stubble-covered cheek. It was obvious to anyone that he needed help. There was something about him that just seemed so gaunt. It was undoubtedly that cold breath of Death trying to take him back, but he would soon sever all ties with the after life. He would be himself again. Harold Saxon would rise again like the phoenix. And the whole universe would tremble before him.