Mirrors - AU RP for [livejournal.com profile] alainn_aislinn

Apr. 24th, 2007 08:22 pm
thecricketer: (Default)
[personal profile] thecricketer
The Doctor is fairly certain he is going to crash.

He is, honestly, more worried about his ship than himself, and desperately tries to steady her as they rip through Time and Space and something else entirely, something he can't quite discern. Her distress pricks his mind like needles, and his fingers are going numb on the controls.

Eventually he realises that he's done all he can, and simply holds on.

When he opens his eyes he's still more or less upright, and those his swiftly beating hearts echo the state of the TARDIS, she is undamaged. With a quiet sight of relief he straightens, and crosses over to the doors.

He isn't sure where he is, and there's really only one way to find out.

Well. One proper way.

Date: 2007-06-18 01:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He raised his eyebrows, amusement glinting faintly in his eyes.

"What other sort would you expect?"

Date: 2007-06-18 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
She shrugged, finishing her beer. "I....time runs differently, in my home."

Date: 2007-06-18 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He nodded again, that fascination shining in his eyes once more, deeper now, more intense.

"Tell me about it?"

Date: 2007-06-18 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
She'd seen the disappointment, watching it when he pushed it away, too, then smiled.

"I could take you there."

Date: 2007-06-18 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He hesitated. Of course he hesitated.

"I...I'm not sure if..." Would it be different, compared to his Aislinn's? Would it still be fair?

Date: 2007-06-18 02:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
She scowled, pushing away from the bar.

"Well, if you don't want to, you don't have to."

Date: 2007-06-18 02:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
His eyes widened and he reached out, catching her hand.

"I want to." He wouldn't lose her now, not after all this.

Date: 2007-06-18 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
She stared at him, chin tilted almost defiantly.

Date: 2007-06-20 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He drew his hand back, but held her gaze firmly enough.

"Please. I'd like to."

Date: 2007-06-20 12:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
"If you're sure...." She sounded uncertain now.

Date: 2007-06-20 09:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
"I am," he said, his eyes wide and earnest, expression rather contrite.

Date: 2007-06-20 10:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
She smiled a little, and there was almost a flash of triumph in it.

"Then I can take you."

Date: 2007-06-21 06:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He smiled back, rising from his stool, the drink utterly forgotten.

"Thank you."

Date: 2007-06-21 06:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
Tilting her head and looking at him curiously, she repressed a laugh, though it glittered in her eyes.

"Did you want to go now?"

Date: 2007-06-21 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
A sheepish smile, a hand through his hair, neither sheilding his excitement, both obscuring his uncertainty.

"Ah, well, if you wouldn't mind..."

Date: 2007-06-21 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
"I've gotten what I came here for tonight," she said with an amused smile. "I might as well go home, and you're welcome to come with me."

Date: 2007-06-22 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He gave her a bright grin.

"I would consider it an honour to accompany you." Sparkling eyes and formal words - it was a combination he'd grown rather fond of.

Date: 2007-06-22 04:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
She looked amused and held out her hand. "They are likely sitting down to feast soon. There is dancing most nights, after, though nothing so formal as a ball. But we are creatures of habit..."

Date: 2007-06-22 04:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He took it, grin fading to an eager smile that made him look very young.

"Would you mind terribly having an alien as a dance partner?"

Date: 2007-06-22 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
"I think I could find a way to be all right with that," she said with a small smile of her own. Putting down her pint glass she tugged his hand, leading him toward the exit.

Date: 2007-06-22 04:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
"Splendid!" He was led easily, for once, trailing after her with a light gait.

Still uncertain, naturally, but he ignored it for now.

Date: 2007-06-22 04:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
It was the work of a heartbeat, of a single step, moving through the door so as to be inconspicuous to anyone watching.

One moment they were in the pub, the next, as they stepped out, instead of on the street, they were in a glade in a wood where evening was falling softly.

Date: 2007-06-22 04:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
He tread on grass instead of pavement, and stopped, eyes wide as his head turned about.

"That's...handy..." His voice was faint; he was far more concerned with his sight, and what was in it.

Date: 2007-06-22 04:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com
She smiled slightly. "It's just the Veil. One steps through, if one knows how. Though truly, I ought to have taken us to Ardagh before doing it. It's still quite a walk to Bri Leith."

Date: 2007-06-22 05:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com
"I've never minded a walk," he said softly, eyes still wide and searching, delighting in it. The world felt...different, somehow, and he couldn't pinpoint it, and instead of frustrating him it exhilarated him.

No, he wouldn't mind a walk at all.

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-06-22 05:11 pm (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-07-13 02:17 am (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-07-18 01:17 am (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-07-19 01:41 am (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-07-19 02:04 am (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-07-19 02:11 am (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-07-19 02:17 am (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-07-19 02:58 am (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com - Date: 2007-07-19 03:05 am (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] thecricketer.livejournal.com - Date: 2008-01-10 03:46 pm (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

From: [identity profile] alainn-aislinn.livejournal.com - Date: 2008-01-10 06:21 pm (UTC) - Expand

Profile

thecricketer: (Default)
The Doctor | Doctor Who

April 2013

S M T W T F S
 1 23456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
282930    

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jan. 16th, 2026 08:44 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios