Samantha Judson pulled the black hood over her head, so only the bottom half of her face was seen - from nose bridge to chin - then snarled at her reflection in the mirror, but wasn't satisfied with the result. For how many times had she posed as Sixth Master? Or no. When it had been the first time, she had acted as his fictional descendant. The second time it had been cosplaying. And here...

"See-mee?" The head of her little friend Chibiten popped from the pocket of her coat hanging nearby - he was sitting there together with Pat. "Meep, meep".

"Can you see the Master?" Samantha asked, unsatisfied. She was ten, and her baggy clothes were hiding the fact that she was a girl, but she wasn't glad about her voice. For her, even the harshest tone of it didn't sound Master-like.

Pat popped out of cloth layers, following Chibiten:

"Not voice. At-tee-tude. Imma bad, Imma Master!"

"You're right, Pat. I'm just worried about my two roles. Yeah, sounds stupid. I used to take part in international competitions, but now... I'm just dumbly scared, boys!" Samantha cried out and plopped onto the chair next to the mirror, burying her fingers in her fair chin-length hair. "I'm just dumbly dumbly dumbly scared..."

"You act great!" Pat stated, and Chibiten meeped in agreement. Samantha gave them a lop-sided smile and made some deep inhales to calm down. It's not the end of the world. It's not going to end with a nuclear explosion if failed... but it would still be... No-no-no. It's going to be fine, Sammy, fine, fine and fine...

"It'll start soon!"

Samantha nearly fell off her chair when her thoughts were crashed by the new voice. This appeared to be Albert, dressed in a long red robe with very very large golden collar. His left hand was hidden in something like an iron glove, and he was holding a long stuff in his right hand.

"How d'you like me, Sammy?" he wondered.

"The king of the world", Samantha replied. "I'm sorry, but what's your role? I've forgotten all names".

"Guess. You've read the scenario... All right, I'm Rassilon. A big cheese in a little world. Remember, there's going to be a scene with our encounter? Closer to the end, though we appear at the beginning too... Learned all words?" Samantha nodded. "Great. Oh goodness, I'm impatient to get this collar off! It weighs a ton!"

"I didn't even know the Doctor keeps such garments", Samantha admitted.

"Keeps! He stocks them!.. Right, pair o'Docs, remember you two are responsible for some of the effects?" Albert asked. The chibis nodded, putting their hands up and waiting to be got out of the coat. "Phew... C'mon".