Delayed exploration

[traken_master]

Who: The Master, Open
What: Exploring the castle properly
When: A day or so after being released from the Valentine's Day event
Where: Starting with the kitchen
Rating: G-PG

The Master knew the importance of being familiar with his surroundings. Normally, he would do extensive research on any planet that he intended to visit. Before landing, he would know where the safest shelters were, who was currently in power, who was seeking to take power, and who could be either bribed or coerced most easily. The Master always made sure to place his TARDIS somewhere that he could get to easily, for a quick escape.

Now, however, his TARDIS was completely out of reach and the Doctor himself had assured the Master that escape was impossible. No one seemed to be in power and few people seemed willing to change that fact. Bribery and coercion were still useful tools, should he need them, but only once he got to know the residents better. Likewise, his knowledge of the Castle, outside his bedroom, was almost nil! Other than lacking his TARDIS, this lack was the most unacceptable situation and, fortunately, the easiest to fix.

On his arrival, the Master had been told more than once that the kitchen was on the first floor. That seemed a reasonable place to begin his explorations. The Master wasn't particularly hungry, but decided he might as well examine things closely. This was a Castle with deep secrets and the Master intended to dig them out, one by one.

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[traken_master]

"Oh, for the most part, I've enjoyed my lives very much! I've seen enough of death to know I want no part of it," the Master contradicted. "No, I'm not hungry. Would you care to join me? I wouldn't mind some commentary from someone familiar with the Castle."

[cheerupemoborg]

"I don't see why not." Hank was no tour guide, but he could try.

[traken_master]

"Excellent, Mr. Henshaw," the Master praised, grinning. "What's through those doors?"

The Master gestured at the double doors directly across from the one he had been leaning on.

dammit where'd i put that map?!

[cheerupemoborg]

"That should lead to the (INSERT ROOM HERE)."

Dora stole it. :D hahaha

[traken_master]

"A dining room? Does the Castle host formal dinners often?" the Master asked, amused.

DORAAA

[cheerupemoborg]

"I'm sure it's forced it on someone at some point," he says, recently reminded of the Valentines fiasco in the ballroom.

:D

[traken_master]

"Hm. Well, I may as well take a quick look. It's foolish to make assumptions," the Master decided, crossing to the doors. He peered into the dining room, gazing around sharply.

Re: :D

[cheerupemoborg]

"All in all, I doubt it gets much use."

Re: :D

[traken_master]

"Oh? Do the residents eat singly, in their rooms, or is there a less formal gathering place, where people socialize?"

[cheerupemoborg]

"I wouldn't know. I don't socialize like that with them, and I have little reason to join them if they do," what with the whole not needing to eat thing.

[traken_master]

The Master stepped closer, examining Henshaw's form.

"You said you're disembodied. How did you come by this particular form?"

[cheerupemoborg]

"This? I made it," with a little help, anyway.

[traken_master]

"Well done," the Master praised. "A shame you can't enjoy food, though. There was another door. Let's see what lies that way."

The Master walked across the kitchen, peering in. He saw a huge ballroom and laughed.

"Well, this place has all the amenities. Are balls rare, as well?"

[cheerupemoborg]

He huffs, once again reminded of Valentines.

"The castle seems to think it's better suited to playing children's games."

[traken_master]

"Perhaps it's a child, itself," the Master speculated, grinning. "Anything is possible, after all."

[cheerupemoborg]

"Now there's a thought..."

If they really were at the mercy of something with the mind of a child, then thing's could definitely be worse than they are. Guess they should count their lucky stars.

[traken_master]

"Indeed and a disturbing one," the Master agreed, sardonically. "An adult's motives are more easily satisfied. Children often don't even know what they want."

[cheerupemoborg]

"Even worse if there's more than one."

[traken_master]

"If there's more than one, let's hope they don't fall to squabbling."

[cheerupemoborg]

"I think our situation would be decidedly worse if they did."

[traken_master]

"Without question," the Master agreed. "Children start off weak and vulnerable for a reason, after all."

[cheerupemoborg]

"You almost make it sound like it's going to get stronger," He shakes his head and folds his arms.

"Yes, something must be done - and soon." The gears in his head had been turning a lot lately, and there they go again.

[traken_master]

The Master shook his head, coming away from the ball room.

"I'm speculating, my dear Henshaw. If the force behind the Castle is a child, then yes, it's likely to get stronger," the Master lectured. "However, we've no real evidence to support that theory. What we see as childish behavior may simply be a lack of understanding of things we take for granted. We don't have enough evidence to draw true conclusions."

[cheerupemoborg]

"Then I think it's about time some evidence was found - real evidence. Not like whatever was found in the Dead Zone."

Unless those little expeditions had turned something up. However, he hadn't heard anything of major significance being brought back.

Of course, many of those who went out there were affiliated with the Patrol pr it's members in some way, and heaven help them if they'd been hoarding some precious information this whole time.

"...Have you heard about the expeditions yet?"

[traken_master]

"No, nor have I been informed about a 'Dead Zone.' Is the surrounding lands that inhospitable?" the Master asked, warily, thinking of the Death Zone on Gallifrey with all its dangers.