The Master was right - there was only one person coming to find him, even if River's "rescuer" might be a bit late.
Make that an hour late.
Maybe under an hour. Five minutes. Under by five minutes.
There's a brief minute on the other side of the door as the Doctor tried to sonic it open. His sonic screwdriver buzzed away. River's message on his psychic paper had been vague, especially on something important like proper directions and that had set off more alarms than anything else -- River was annoyingly specific with her coordinates, at the very least, and while she couldn't be expected to respect things like historic landmarks, she did at least pay more attention to directions. The door suddenly popped open, banging against the wall as the Doctor half-shoved, half barreled in, red in the face and out of breath from a run up and down the City. He came to a stop as he took in the Master sitting in a chair.
Barely dressed. Handcuffed.
"Oh," the Doctor said intelligently while he tried to catch his breath.
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Make that an hour late.
Maybe under an hour. Five minutes. Under by five minutes.
There's a brief minute on the other side of the door as the Doctor tried to sonic it open. His sonic screwdriver buzzed away. River's message on his psychic paper had been vague, especially on something important like proper directions and that had set off more alarms than anything else -- River was annoyingly specific with her coordinates, at the very least, and while she couldn't be expected to respect things like historic landmarks, she did at least pay more attention to directions. The door suddenly popped open, banging against the wall as the Doctor half-shoved, half barreled in, red in the face and out of breath from a run up and down the City. He came to a stop as he took in the Master sitting in a chair.
Barely dressed. Handcuffed.
"Oh," the Doctor said intelligently while he tried to catch his breath.