Closed RP for Susan and the Master

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The Unfortunate Incident with the chocolates had probably cost the Master his (still brand-new, dammit) latest pawn, but she'd already been worth the effort for having shown him to the Restricted Section. He neither wanted to be in his room or to admit to himself why, but a visit to the library was something he didn't need to question his motives for. There was an innocuous text on basic potions at the top of the stack of books on the table in front of him, the only English volume in a pile of Greek and Latin.


...something...

He glanced up sharply. There it was, the feeling of presence. Close. He wasn't the only Gallifreyan in the room.

What was interesting, however, was that it wasn't the Doctor. He'd have recognized his presence in an instant.

Without any further outward sign that anything was unusual, he looked about the room, determined not to give away the upper handrp.