roleplay for ibringlife, <lj site="livejournal.com" user="the_cor

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor flipped a few final switches on the TARDIS console, adding the information he'd just recieved about Aislinn into the systems, should he ever run across another muse like her again. Well, he doubted it would be exactly like her, but...the same genus at least.

He turned, picking up the teacups that were left behind. Funny, he would've thought Rose would've been back by now. The sound of a familiar key in the lock made him look up. Speak of the devil...

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[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

He smiled a little at her comment. "It has been said more than once, yet. Not usually in such an approving tone."

The smile shifted to a frown as he considered her explanation. "One such as you should not be plagued by Monsters, Madame...Is there nothing to be done?"

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

"There are many that do not always approve of me," Reinette teased warmly. "So I think we manage to keep good company there." Their walk slowed as they reached a low table. Marble and delicate curved legs spoke of true craftsmenship, and in truth it was as much art as the paintings on the walls. On it sat a delicate clock, its hands keeping perfect time. Reinette considered it.

"I am not sure than anything can be done." It was the few aspects of her life in which Reinette had little to no control. "I watch, and I wait. I try to learn from those that know more than I do. Sometimes, when I wake in the morning, I am sure they must have come. It is nothing more than a blur of color in my head, so it is hard to say."

Reinette composed herself once more, finding her smile.

"Perhaps nothing is done because I do not truly wish it so. Perhaps I want to see what happens next."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

He grinned at that. "I often have that feeling. Which is possibly why most don't approve of me. The constant wondering of just what will happen depending on which choice, and often choosing the less ... proper one, just to see what they will do about it." The "they" he was sure she would understand.

And it reflected a little too closely on his being there with her. On the conversation. The things he thought and the things he wanted and the things he was willing to do to get them. Half of it was wondering just what would happen if he did.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Reinette laughed, turning away from the clock and walking again. "I have often wondered," she confessed, still laughing. "Why it was such a nessecery thing for me to be so very proper, so that I may in turn do very improper things with Louis."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

"Because Society is made of hypocrites." There was bitterness lacing his tone, and the sure knowledge of someone who had had that hypocrisy turned on him one too many times.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Reinette caught his tone, was both aware of, and understood it. And she arched one, lone eyebrow.

"Perhaps, my lord, that is true. But we never let them know that we care."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

"Oh, gods no," Byron was horrified at the very idea. "No matter what they say because we seem not to."

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Reinette nodded, her expression one of complete agreement.

"And they do love to talk about us, do they not?"

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

"So much one has to wonder what they'd talk about were we not around." He gave her a wry smile.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Reinette's eyes flared especially bright.

"Why," she offered. "The fact that we are not to be found of course."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

"How very dull their lives would be without us," he half-drawled. "We almost owe it to them to provide something shocking for them to talk about."

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Well, of all things he was direct, and Reinette could appreciate that trait.

"What could possibly shock such jaded eyes and ears?"

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

"Most of what I did," he said ruefully. "But this is your court...what do you think?"

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

That earned another intrigued arch of an eyebrow.

"Truthfully? That I think, a ability that I have long since given up on finding many here to pocess. And in that, I think, I am mostly done with them."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

He gave her a half smile. "Fools the lot of them."

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Laughter teased at the corner of her mouth.

"Precisely."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help himself. He took a moment to trace that laugh.

"'Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.'" It was just a murmur, and not his. Before her time even, some fifty years ago,and an Englishman at that, but it seemed fitting.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

"John Ray," Reinette stopped walking again, openly pleased. "Exactly so."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

He grinned. "Very good."

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Reinette laughed again, nothing false in the sound. Ahead her eyes caught the profile of several courtiers.

"Little do they know," she smiled. "That those times in which my absence is noted? I am often keeping the company of books, and not Kings."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

"What books do you find that bring you the most delight?" He was genuinely curious, eyes lighting up with interest.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

"I am enthralled by literature of all kinds. Plays, and poetry." Reinette considered the question more. "And architecture. There is much to be said within the right wall, I believe."

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

"I have an Abbey. Or I used to. Will..." The time issue was slightly disorientating. He smiled ruefully. "I spent a great time restoring it as best I could."

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

"Your home," Reinette concluded, smiling. "Do you believe, as some, that withing any given space there is only one true form, waiting to be revealed? Or do you think more freely?"

[the-corsair.livejournal.com]

He considered her words for a long while, taking it seriously. "I think that any one thing has countless possibilities. The true shape lies within the artist."