Dancing Lessons

[At last, her Christmas gift from beneath the tree on the Plane is to be put to use.

At Reinette's feet, quite nearby rests a small, sparkling object. A glass dome that protects the delicate workings of the music box within. It is a complicated masterpiece, one capable of playing several independent musical interludes.

It is also?

Made entirely of parts from the Clockwork Men.

At the moment the music heard is a waltz]
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[personal profile] madamemoiselle 2009-01-02 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
{Wanders closer, looking at the dome with an amazed expression}

Ah...It's really beautiful. It's a music box, right?

[identity profile] brokenamethysts.livejournal.com 2009-01-02 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
[standing at a polite distance and listening contentedly, hands clasped behind his back]

That's really beautiful. The melody.

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2009-01-02 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[is drawn over by both Reinette's presence and the music, crouching low to study the music box, curious]

This is quite advanced, child. Is it yours?

[identity profile] handysparehand.livejournal.com 2009-01-02 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[tilts his head, studying the music box at her feet.]

Oh that's...the craftsmanship there... [looks at Reinette, curious]...where did this come from?

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Drusilla gravitates towards the music and the beautiful woman like, well, like a vampire gravitates towards blood.]

Are you a princess?

[She adores beautiful things. Catching and keeping them. Observing them. Breaking them so nobody else can ever appreciate how truly special they are...]
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[personal profile] madamemoiselle 2009-01-03 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
From the Twins or someone at home?

{She crouches down next to it took look at it more closely}

Either way, it's really wonderful. You're lucky~

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
The Clockwork Men. These are the machines that were chasing you, correct? The Doctor told me somewhat of them. [glances at Reinette] Is the tune specific? I do not recognise it.

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Do you require protection? Do you require assistance? If they mean to bring you harm, I will stop them. I will let nothing harm what belongs to me.

[her expression, though severe, softens slightly]

The Doctor, in his Seventh, often played waltzes. I find them pleasing.

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
You are willing to live with the danger they pose? [smiles gently] Perhaps you are better suited for a life like ours than not.

[tilts her head] He spoke of such a thing, yes, though I have no personal knowledge. He once danced with me, as well, though I am unaccustomed to such maneuvering.

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
No, I suppose you would not. And even without yet knowing you properly, as I am certain my future self does, I cannot imagine not having you.

[blinks, uncertain, but takes her hand tentatively]

I think I would like to dance with you, child.

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[considers, then]

I do not know. You are here, and it is this you I have come to know. Is there any reason for me to know beyond this? No amount of ancillary knowledge will make me love you more or less. You are simply Reinette. You are all ready mine.

[follows her lead, drawing up what knowledge she has of waltzes and technique]

I am, yes. I will be able to follow.

[identity profile] a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, yes. But I can't find my crown at the moment. They're trying to make me wear thorns instead.

[She moves a little closer to Reinette.]

Thorns aren't as pretty, not even when they're red. They don't sparkle properly.

OOC: I just couldn't resist. Poor Reinette...

[identity profile] handysparehand.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[stops looking at the music box and looks at Reinette, concerned.]

Are they - is that any better now?

[identity profile] brigadiertardis.livejournal.com 2009-01-03 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[it's such a good thing Reinette and the TARDIS think alike, otherwise there could be some issues here]

Feel the music? I can sense it resonate through the air. I can feel how it thrums with each measured beat. It is mathematical; it is logical. [follows Reinette's lead, her movements smooth, but uncertain] I can feel it, I believe. Is this what you meant?

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