01 - Dancing Over Invisible Lines

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[She is dancing on air. Or at the very least, walking on it. Without familiar tiled floors to whisper against, or a world to react to her gown is utterly silent around her. Even her breath is quieter, extending out into nothingness.

The light is like stars, only closer. And she thinks she must have dreamed them, wishing them closer in a brief, hidden point of loneliness. The world is changing so swiftly now. Did she make it stop? Some might suggest she owns such power, but she knows she does not.

Where is she then?

She takes two steps forward, then two more. There is still no noise in her wake, only silence.]

I think they have finally managed to take too much. It is my own doing for so readily accepting their advice and yet --

[It is not like her to abandon her own thoughts. Briefly she examines the faint scars on her wrists as another idea begins to form.]

Or perhaps the Clockwork Men. Is this some new tool? New trap? If you think that all it requires is to remove me from me home?

[Disconcerted]

What is this place?

[She is accustomed to finding her own answers, but she asks the question all the same.]

Comments

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[stunned? YEAH]

Reinette?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Doctor?

[Understanding dawns]

So it is the Clockwork Men after all.

[lamb_of_gold]

The Astral Plane, madame.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[thoughtful]

That is most certainly not in France.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Clockwork men? Whatever do you mean, child?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[quite clearly taken aback. Where are her masks?]

I mean to suggest that is might be the work of them. It is a possibility.

And I am no child.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Have a very charmed kitty sitting at your skirts, Reinette]

You're a lady.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[Unsettled, and yet touched. She moves to stroke its fur]

Some do not think so.

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[Ragnar comes to sit at her feet, still bandaged up and limping slightly.]

Madame. I am afraid that I can be of no great assistance. You see, I am, I would say, very new to this place as well. But I will say this: the humans who inhabit it are of a good sort. This has been my experience.

But I am rude. [He stands, favoring one of his back legs.] I am Ragnar Gustaffson Coeur de Lion, at your service.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she curtsies. Because this place is all that is strange yet somehow yet it seems like the thing to do.}

Are there many of us new to arrive?

[The animals speak --]

I am Reinette. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[spots the lady from afar; disappears and reappears behind her, tapping her upper arms lightly with one finger each]

It's called the Astral Plane for its stars and its mystery. Hello.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she spins at the touch. Her skirts are still without sound. It makes it difficult to know just where she is, how far she has traveled. The stranger is right in front of her]

So I have been informed.

You are?

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[and he's vaguely interested, in that he has little else to do of late]

Hm. I don't think we've had anyone from your time period before... 1700s, Earth, yes? [then a brief pause, before he continues] I am afraid this isn't the doings of 'Clockwork Men'.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she feels lost. And yet there are a great many people here. People which she knows nothing about.]

Yes.

[she nods. he is correct in his assumptions.]

France, to be precise.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

...Reinette.

[yeah, the Doctor is kind of staring]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Doctor.

[The reaction is instant. The smile as well. But then something else follows. It is her turn to stare it seems.]

Did we not just meet?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

It might be a trap. I don't think anyone's quite figured it out yet. But we know it's the Astral Plane, run by those shopkeeps.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

It would serve none of us to be overly trusting.

[appreciates the honesty]

I am Reinette.

[elementsilver.livejournal.com]

My, another one I can only wonder at the population of this place.

[Strolls over] Don't worry, you're not under attack or anything... This is the Astral plane.

I'm Silver by the way [Grin, flirtflirt]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[Possibly charmed by his single mindedness. She is smiling.]

And I am Reinette.

[curtsies]

It is a pleasure to meet you.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Ara~ [and skating closer examining the dress~] It might be really a trap, miss~ Or a tool of some powers far beyond us~ [smiles and leans closer slightly~] Anyway, welcome~

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[watches, it is like she is on ice]

It seems it could be a great many things.

Thank you for the greeting.

[is clearly fascinated]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

This is the Astral Plane. It's got nothing to do with Clockwork Men, so far as I'm aware.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[studies the stranger intently]

What do you believe it involves?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[he offers a faint, sympathetic smile]

Nothing so charming, I'm afraid.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[his features are strangely familiar]

I assure you, neither option I considered is charming.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, it is not something as simple as that.

But... [She smiles, kindly.] I am sure that, by now, the others here have given you an explanation in regards to this place.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I must confess I had not thought them simple before now. I think I shall be forced to reconsider.

[smiles briefly in return]

Explanations perhaps, but not answers. No one seems to have those.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Madam de Pompadour?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Rose?

You are here as well?