From the Mistress's research while waiting for her toenails to dry, she'd discovered that the closest radio telescope was at a research establishment called Beacon Hill, just outside of London. And when she grew tired of waiting on the Master to return with the Nestene energy unit, she'd decided to go herself. This way she could seize control of the radio telescope in time for the Master's arrival.
She knew he'd prefer to infiltrate it together, but this was just her way of revenge for making her walk through a muddy field and for leaving her out of the energy unit heist. And there was something else she'd be doing to him later too, but only after they'd destroy the Earth.
Security at Beacon Hill was nothing serious. In fact, the Mistress had easily walked onto the premise and then right on up to the control room of the telescope, located at the top of a very large metal tower. She was almost disappointed by the lack of resistance, since she'd been looking forward to killing or hypnotising someone. But other chances for that would come later.
When she reached the top of the radio control town, she looked through the window to find two scientists talking between themselves. Most likely about whatever wasteful project the telescope was being used for. At least soon, the Mistress and Master would be putting it to good use.
Not wishing to be seen yet, the Mistress stepped back from the window, and to the other side of the landing so that she wouldn't be spotted. However, before her back could touch the metal railing she was expecting, she found herself backing into another person.
Sharply she looked over her shoulder, only to then calm when she saw it was only the Master, who'd managed to slip up behind her. "You cruel man," she taunted, looking up at his dark brown eyes, her back still pressed against his front.
"Sorry, my dear," he apologised without any form of sincerity.
"Oh, you will be," she promised, before tilting her back, and pushing herself up to kiss him, while he leaned down. There was nothing quite like the rush of their romance, especially when intertwined with whatever their latest scheme was. In this case, the destruction of the Earth. And even when one of the scientists left the control room, heading down the long metal staircase, the Master and the Mistress continued to kiss. Their beating hearts momentarily pausing, as they thought they'd been caught. It happened rarely, but it did happen. And once they'd been caught doing far worse than kissing – and that had been when they were in the middle of holding an entire planet for ransom.
Now with a prime opportunity to take control of the radio telescope, the Master reluctantly allowed the Mistress to end their kiss. Pulling herself away as she grinned seductively up at him, with the promise, "We'll pick this up later."
"I'm counting on it," purred the Master, before following the Mistress into the control room, where the lone scientist was sat with his back to them, getting ready to have his lunch.
The Mistress had gone in with the intention of using her hypnotic tricks on him, just as the Master had used his on Mr. Russel. But when she saw the Master pull out a small black device from his pocket, holding it like one would a cigar, she began to smile widely. Seeing this, the Master smirked, knowing the reaction he'd get out of his Mistress for using this very device. A device called a Compressor, which he then aimed at the unsuspecting scientist.
Wrapping herself around the Master's free arm, the Mistress watched eagerly, blue eyes ablaze, as the Master fired the Compressor and a red light shone from the end of it. A red glow then consumed the scientist, who had been about to scream, before he was shrunk down to the size of a little doll. His little body now lying limp in the chair he'd once been sitting in.
"Is he still conscious?" asked the Mistress in a whisper like voice, barely containing the rush that come from such power over life.
"Of course," answered the Master. "I know how you like to play with them."
Chuckling along with the Master, the Mistress then stepped towards the table the scientist had been sat at, picking him up off the chair, and holding him in her hand like a toy doll – which he now effectively was. She laughed darkly as she ran her slender finger along the top of the science motionless head. Knowing he'd feel it and be aware of everything that was happening to him, but powerless to do anything about it.
While she was amusing herself with her momentary toy. The Master had stepped outside and had brought in a small wooden crate, which contained the stolen Nestene energy unit. Sitting it down on the control systems for the telescope, he took out the purple orb like device, and begun hooking it up to the telescope system through a series of wires.
"Come now, my dear. We've work to do. And don't forget, we're leaving that as a parting gift for the Doctor," reminded the Master.
"I know," said the Mistress with a touch of disappointment. She did so love the toys the Master gave her, but he was right, this one was meant for the Doctor. So, holding him over the still open metal tin lunch box, the Mistress dropped him inside. Knowing he'd fell the impact of the fall and imagining his painful grunts in her mind, the Mistress smiled, before taking the lid of the tin and sealing the miniaturised man inside. Left alone to rot in complete darkness.
It had to be said though, she'd done far worse to some of the toys the Master gave her.
With her assistance, the Master and the Mistress then repositioned the radio telescope, aiming it in the direction of the Nestene home world. There it would receive a signal, allowing the energy unit to be reactivated and to begin absorbing power. Power which would allow them to create another Nestene army here on Earth. One which would then help them bring the Nestene – in their true form – to Earth, where they would then destroy the planet and claim it for themselves.
However, while they were powering up the unit, the scientist who'd left the control room earlier, noticed what they were up too. He began shouting through radio, demanding to know what was going on. When neither Time Lord, or his compressed colleague answered, he began making his way up to the control room. By which time the two Time Lords had finished powering up the Nestene energy unit, which was now beeping healthy.
"I'll handle this one," said the Master to the Mistress, both hearing the clattering for footsteps on metal, as the scientist raced up the stairs outside. "You deal with the energy unit."
The Mistress was about ready to argue with him on this. But with the Master already standing at the door, ready to meet the scientist – who was just a few short steps away from seeing him – the Mistress wanted to project a unified front against the humans, and to show their elegance and class. So, she calmly let out a breath, and began disconnecting the energy unity from the telescope controls, as the enraged scientist came charing into the room.
Whatever he'd been raving about ceased the second he entered, finding two strangers instead of his colleague. And not another word was said by him, as the Mistress calmly and efficiently put the energy unit back in its wooden crate. Once she'd closed it up, she then turned around, hands clasped behind her back, to find the Master had successfully hypnotised the scientist, who the Mistress then identified as Professor Philips.
It was another of the handy tricks she and the Master had. To be able to reach into someone's mind without any physical connection, and to scoop up a handful of information, such as names for example. It wasn't as effective as when they physically touched the person, forcing their way inside their mind to take all that they wanted. But that took up a lot of mental energy, when usually it was far simpler and easier to just hypnotise them and have them answer whatever questions they needed. The miniature mind scoop was just a way of sussing out potential threats and pointless information, such as names that one just had to know in order to get things done sometimes.
"You will obey," the Master hissed quietly, as if he were a snake, inching closer towards the professor.
"I will obey," repeated Professor Philips as he blankly stared into the Master's eyes.
"I am the Master, and this is the Mistress," the Master introduced them, gesturing accordingly before leaving his hand linger in the Mistress's direction. "You will obey her as if her orders came from me myself. Is that understood?"
"Understood," answered Professor Philips.
"Good. Now carry this," instructed the Mistress, pointing a single finger towards the crate which contained the Nestene energy unit. After all, why should she or the Master carry it, when they had hypnotised servants to do that for them.
Without any hesitation, Professor Philips picked up the crate, allowing the Mistress to saunter past him and out the door. He then followed after a polite gesture from the Master, who lingered for a moment, setting a small little trap as another means of greeting the Doctor. It only took him a minute, and he only did it so that it was perfectly clear that it was he and the Mistress who the Doctor was facing. He then joined the Mistress and their newest hypnotised subject at the base of the stairs, before they proceeded onto their next task.