Butterflies and Revolutions - for alainn_aislinn

[thecricketer]

The Doctor was, very carefully, setting coordinates.

It wouldn't be so very difficult to travel to Arcateen 5 - the TARDIS had been there, and unless she inexplicably decided to go somewhere else, that would be the easy part. No, he was trying not to land them in the middle of opression or tyranny or war.

Arcateen 5 had remarkable changeover in regard to government. It remained, always, an advanced world, a beautiful one on the surface, but that simply made it more dangerous when corrupted by greed or bloodlust or fanaticism - more depressing, he knew from experience.

He wanted Aislinn to experience the planet at its best. He didn't even want to think about endangering her.

So he took his Time, as he waited for her, and tried his best to, for once, avoid conflict.

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[alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com]

Aislinn had, of course, tried to follow the gentle probe back to its source, curious and light, but there were so very many different energies in the place that it made her dizzy for a moment, followed by a pout that was there and gone very quickly.

As the gates opened, she moved for eagerly, looking around in breathless anticipation, slipping through as soon as they were open enough.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

He was smiling again, easily allowing himself to be led as he, too, took in the sights around them.

There was no street, as such, simply a blank trail between two sides of houses and shops and offices, all made of that same alien crystal. The design varied, just as the people did.

He noticed the anxious looks shot at them, the wary glances, some outright glares, but ignored them for now, and his only response to the unnatural hush in the city was to lower his voice slightly.

"If you want to try some of the shops I managed to scavenge some relevant currency. They've things here no outsider could dream of." His smile bloomed again.

"Feats of genius are just trinkets."

[alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com]

Aislinn had never really been much of a shopper, but her eyes brightened again at that idea, shopping on a new world for things she had never seen.

"I can dream quite a bit," she said with a teasing smile, then tilted her head. "Genius?"

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yes." He gestured grandly with one hand; in the corner of his vision, people tensed.

"Objects that breathe, plants that never die, jewels the defy physics..."

[alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com]

The people's tension was working on her nerves a bit, and she shot a few glances around. How could they be tense when they lived in such a place? Were the two of them truly that odd?

She glanced up at him, but her worries eased as she latched on to one phrase, "Plants that never die? Truly?" Even in Faerie they died and were reborn.