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darkdoctor
Sep. 24th, 2007 07:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It had taken some convincing, but Melissa had always been a persuasive girl. Aislinn liked her, wished Devin hadn't been stupid enough to break up with one the Morrigan had taken an interest in. It could have done him good to reconnect with those in Faerie. But he'd been frightened, and he had left, and she had maintained a quasi-friendship with the girl for her own purposes. The gift. The mark. The way her brown eyes saw things.
And now there was this request, and here she was, lingering in a coffee house, sipping a cup of tea and listening to poetry not even a muse could fix, waiting for an alien who didn't believe in fairies. Well, she didn't believe in aliens, but she was willing to trust the girl's judgment, at least as far as being willing to meet this Doctor she was traveling with.
She'd been amused enough to dress for the occasion in the most fairylike garb she could get away with in a human public. Her auburn curls were pulled half back, tumbling down her back and over her shoulders. She let just enough of the glamour slip so that her skin was whiter, eyes greener and tilted just a bit. She left her ears human-looking, but the hint of a point was there. Her dress was dark green and black, velvet and something silk-like. It was a sundress of a sort, clinging to her skin here and there where it should, and flowing free in other places. Her earrings and necklace were delicate jade leaves, carved by the finest dwarven craftsmen.
Sighing, Aislinn tucked a stray strand of hair back and added more cream to her tea, then glanced around, watching the door for someone who looked like an alien. Hopefully the evening wouldn't be boring, at the very least. And if he really was an alien...A calculating look flashed in her eyes.
Well, that could be very interesting, indeed.
And now there was this request, and here she was, lingering in a coffee house, sipping a cup of tea and listening to poetry not even a muse could fix, waiting for an alien who didn't believe in fairies. Well, she didn't believe in aliens, but she was willing to trust the girl's judgment, at least as far as being willing to meet this Doctor she was traveling with.
She'd been amused enough to dress for the occasion in the most fairylike garb she could get away with in a human public. Her auburn curls were pulled half back, tumbling down her back and over her shoulders. She let just enough of the glamour slip so that her skin was whiter, eyes greener and tilted just a bit. She left her ears human-looking, but the hint of a point was there. Her dress was dark green and black, velvet and something silk-like. It was a sundress of a sort, clinging to her skin here and there where it should, and flowing free in other places. Her earrings and necklace were delicate jade leaves, carved by the finest dwarven craftsmen.
Sighing, Aislinn tucked a stray strand of hair back and added more cream to her tea, then glanced around, watching the door for someone who looked like an alien. Hopefully the evening wouldn't be boring, at the very least. And if he really was an alien...A calculating look flashed in her eyes.
Well, that could be very interesting, indeed.
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Date: 2007-09-25 02:48 am (UTC)He might have stolen a glance through the windows, but the glass was distorted, only revealing plays of colour and light and movement. He could ascertain only that it was a peaceful environment, and he'd known as much.
After a moment, he pushed the door open. He would fit in well enough; the frock coat wouldn't seem odd here, nor would the colours. Everything was black, save for his gloves and shirt - thin, smooth, white.
His eyes began to scan the crowd immediately, automatically; swift and thorough, disregarding the stuttering youth on stage.
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Date: 2007-09-25 02:56 am (UTC)Tilting her head, she let a friendly enough smile curve her lips, letting her eyes stay shadowed as she lifted her hand to catch his attention.
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:02 am (UTC)Well, looked the part well enough, but it was something else that drew him, that guided his steps, sustained his smile. She was different, in a way he couldn't quite understand.
That was more than enough to intrigue him, whatever it meant.
"Hello." His voice was soft, affable, curious.
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:26 am (UTC)"Hello," she said in response. She waved a hand at the chair next to her with an elegant gesture of invitation. "I'm Aislinn."
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:21 pm (UTC)"A pleasure," he said as he sat, resting his hands on his lap.
"I'm the Doctor, as I'm sure you know?"
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:25 pm (UTC)"That is the name Melissa gave you, yes," Aislinn said with a curious look. "It seems more like a title than a name. Have you another?"
Her finger traced the rim of her teacup still studying him, trying to pinpoint just what was different.
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:29 pm (UTC)"Not for some time. I've gone by 'Doctor' for centuries now; it's as good as my name, perhaps better."
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:32 pm (UTC)Because he was Melissa's friend, however, she smoothed the frown away, and gave him a curious look instead. Perhaps, after all, he didn't know and no insult was intended. "Why?"
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:49 pm (UTC)"I gave up my given name when I left my home. It's meaningless to me now." A faint smile.
"Oughtn't the power of choice be considered?"
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:58 pm (UTC)"Choice should always be considered," she said with a slight shrug, though she was not sure if there was any power in it at all.
But none of it answered the question she had asked. "But why?"
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Date: 2007-09-25 04:13 pm (UTC)"That wasn't who I was anymore." Quietly, "It takes me some time to remember that name, that child."
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Date: 2007-09-25 04:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-25 04:19 pm (UTC)"I'll admit we have some in common, still, but I'm quite literally not the same man."
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Date: 2007-09-25 04:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-25 04:29 pm (UTC)"When a member of my race dies, we regenerate. Every cell is transformed. We retain our memories, some aspects of our personality, but in essence we become a different person." A pause.
"This," and he gestured to himself, "is my fifth body."
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Date: 2007-09-25 04:31 pm (UTC)It surprised her even that she wasn't questioning his base assumption of being something else. She could see quite well that he was.
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Date: 2007-09-26 04:48 am (UTC)"Time Lords aren't ones to examine the soul, really. I've no idea if it changes as well, or how it would."
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Date: 2007-09-26 04:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-26 05:01 am (UTC)"I think that sums us up exactly."
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Date: 2007-09-26 05:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-26 10:48 pm (UTC)"Time Lords forgot the use of true introspection some time ago, I think."
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Date: 2007-09-26 10:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-26 11:06 pm (UTC)"I believe I'm rather better at it than most of them. I did realise I didn't belong there, after all."
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Date: 2007-09-26 11:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-26 11:10 pm (UTC)"Not to say they don't try to exercise it, but that's neither here nor there. What is your home like, Aislinn?"
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Date: 2007-09-26 11:11 pm (UTC)"Beautiful. The Sidhe coexist with nature instead of trying to tame it like mortals. There are homes made of trees and others of stone, grown up from the ground and shaped into palaces with gem studded walls..." Sometimes she missed it.