06 -Thursday's child has far to go.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[The darkness. Metal on metal, grinding in the distance. Specific, precise sounds through the shadows. The sense of something that should not be. The monster beneath the bed, behind the veil. How long until it follows? What was happening, would happen, had happened? And why were the all so complacent?

The frustration builds even as the fear is pushed down, down, down and out of sight. Helplessness is the result, and it is despised for the strength with which it attacks. She can't breathe with it. From knowing everything, to knowing nothing.

She is bereft.

And unaware of the blood now slowly trickling down her nose.]

ooc:For today Reinette will be able to channel emotions through her blood, and shedding it into physical form. She doesn't know this yet, I figure have the journey is the discovery. She will also have certain empathic abilities, and feed off others emotions. Those with the skill should be able to block her. If not, she will be able to read emotions. Please to let me know either way!

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[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

[Shion has been wandering around with his golden glow up] Are you in need of assistance?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[Watches his glow with appreciation, and misinterprets]

That is most convenient.

[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

[Will come a bit nearer. He brightens the glow a bit] Have you been able to find your way around at all?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[It really is fascinating]

Somewhat? I presume you have had no trouble?

[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

Thankfully I have had no trouble, all though others have not been as lucky. Do you need help getting to one of the lighted areas or do you have a light source of your own?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I have no light source of my own, no. Merely my frustration at these increasingly confusing events.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Glowstone-armed and worried.] Lass, are you well? They weren't letting you again when you were dragged here!

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[glances at her wrists, both of them]

I am fine.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Touches the blood on her face gently.] You don't seem well.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I assure you I feel fine.

[masks are well and good till someone else's touch brings awareness that they are wet -- touches her own face, and pulls away fingertips colored with blood]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Feeling and being can be two different things. [Concern, and a little bit of melancholy lurking at the back of it.]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[A point well made. An eyebrow lifts in appreciation, only now fully aware of the other woman's light]

Really, I assure you that I am --

[The first wave of emotion comes. She is accustomed to understanding other's emotions and desires in a more calculating sense -- not actually feeling them. She is slightly dizzy with it.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[All right then, that's enough of that. Aniki picks her up.] And I'm now all but certain you aren't. Hold this.

[Wrestles the glowstone around into a position where Reinette can take it from her.] We'll go back to my little hideaway, get you water and something to eat.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[Reinette begs our pardon but did you just PICK HER UP?]

What are you doing?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[YES, REINETTE. YES. SHE DID.] I'm taking you somewhere where you can lay low for a bit. It's not much, but the environment is an improvement anyroad.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[It might be times for the phrase IF LOOKS COULD KILL]

Why would I wish to lay low, as you say?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Needed to get away from the crazies. Also glowing] Are you injured?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[is openly fascinated - and perhaps envious - of the glow. Her skin itches with the sensation]

Not that I am aware.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Holds a hand up near her face so he can see better] You're bleeding...

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[presses a hand to her nose]

Again?

[lamb_of_gold]

This is a regular occurrence?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Today, it seems.

Normally I do not part with my blood so easily.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[Because the mun is a slightly fail one, this will be one (1) human Doctor + one (1) torch, encountering one (1) Madame de Pompadour for the first time on the Plane. It's a shame about the circumstances, isn't it?]

. . . Reinette?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[No circumstance is shameful with the Doctor....if one only forgets that one time? Perhaps three times. No matter! They are meeting! That is lovely!]

I assure you I am fine.

[misinterprets his greeting to be over the blood -- which she is now aware of]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[He actually hadn't noticed the blood until now -- but now that he has, he's forgetting his initial surprise and is very much concerned.]

What happened to you?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[Slightly irritated. She has little time for weakness and too many people have asked that question. One she has no answer for.]

Nothing happened.

It is nothing.

[something in the air crackles, her face is clear and the blood is gone]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[He senses the change and sees the blood disappear, but rather than deter him, he's just filled with more questions, more concern]

Oh, that definitely wasn't nothing just now. I know nothing, and it tends to be a bit less eventful than that.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[She senses slivers of his concern. Not deduces. Understands. She senses. This is not how this works, not at all]

What just occurred?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[He aims his torch at her, focusing on her neck so as not to blind her completely.]

The blood on your face. It was there just a moment ago, and now it's completely gone -- like it wasn't even there in the first place.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[for a moment her features break down, revealing her own confusion]

I know we refuse to listen to reason between us, but that is simply impossible.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[He pauses, regarding her thoughtfully -- but he's just as puzzled as she is.]

I wouldn't say impossible -- maybe a bit improbable, sure, but it happened, unless my eyes are playing tricks on me in this dark. Do you feel the blood there now?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

No.

[finally reaches to touch her own face]

No, I do not.

[quietly, angrily]

I do not believe I like this place.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

I reckon that that's the common opinion at the moment, yeah.

Tell me, did anything odd happen today? Anything out of the ordinary? I mean, aside from the usual, of course.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Reinette?

[he has the screwdriver torch again and shines it in her direction]

Are you all right?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[confusion begets real honesty]

I do not know.

[a breath]

I am sure it is nothing.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[strides forward with clear but respectful concern]

Madame?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[through the shadows, a curt nod]

Doctor.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Reinette? [gently touches her face] Are you well?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[a sigh, given to the shadows]

Apparently not. I presume that I am bleeding again?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[withdraws her hand, knowing Reinette dislikes the touch] You are. Have you been injured? Has your sickness returned?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I am not ill, no. Surely I should know if I am ill.

[lifts her fingers in an attempt to staunch the blood]

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

And yet you show signs of ailment. I am ... concerned.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[the concern directed at her itches below Reinette's skin, a painful tickle. A twist. The flow of blood becomes more pronounced]

I assure you I am fine. There are some oddities yes, but I am fine.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You might want to get a handkerchief for that.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

That is very obvious of you.

[is in a defiant mood, and ignores suggestion]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I didn't know subtlety ought be applied to this sort of thing.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Perhaps yes, it should.

[clearly annoyed]

When it is a variation of all I have heard through the course of the day.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

You're letting your distress show, my lady.