04 - Getting to know you

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[The chaos of the lost languages behind them, it is time to know this place better. There are too many people, possibilities for something like uncertainty. People with their own words are far more likely to be themselves with them, in whatever form that might take. Reinette needs to watch. To see and to know.

It is time she took full stock of this place people called the Astral Plane.

A settee arrives with her, on which Reinette reclines. On a small table nearby there are two glasses, and a fine bottle of bordeaux.

This might take some time.]

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You don't seem unaffected.

Do you never discuss meaningless things?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I will not deny that I am -- curious.

On occasion, I suppose I indulge in the meaningless. But even that is the trivial play, or a misstep in fashion. And even then, it is because it falls under the dictates of polite, courtly conversation.

[the word polite is obviously not a compliment]

Are we being polite?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Well I wouldn't want to be rude, but I'm not sure I fancy the alternative.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Shall we settle on reality then? Something decidedly in between?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

A synthesis. Good! I always like those.

[a sip from his wine]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[accord of this sort suits her]

What else do you like?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Fine wine, dancing, Jelly Babies, scones, blowing things up, Bollywood, The Clangers, you know. Variety is the spice of life.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I know three of those through personal experience, one through general assumptions and for the rest? I confess to being somewhat lost.

[but it does not seem to bother her -- for the moment]

I enjoy fine wine, dancing, strong coffee, the stage and driving.

Oh yes. And monkeys.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Monkeys?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[is visibly pleased to have reduced him to a lone word]

Monkeys.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[when the shock slips from his face, it's replaced by 'demure']

No wonder you like the Doctor.

[and a sip from his wine to punctuate]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she in no way chokes on the wine she is currently sipping]

[only she does]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[he grins, because he may or may not be proud of this]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[composure is still not fully regained, though a valiant attempt is being made]

There are some similarities when considering his hair.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And the noises he makes...

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

They are both very excitable creatures.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

And, of course, his love of bananas.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she removes her glass from anywhere near her mouth, to prevent any further loss of composure]

Yes.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry; should I give you a moment?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I believe you have already provided me with several.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I am a very generous Master, I'm told.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she collects Kings, not Masters, and that does earn a quirk of the eyebrow even as her smile remains]

Not by me, that I can recall.

[and she recalls quite clearly]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[he collects all sorts of pieces, particularly those that spark his interest, and so he seems unphased]

Maybe one day.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[her composure is finally, fully returned -- such wonderful timing]

At least there is wine until that particular outcome is determined.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Why do you like wine, my lady?