001 [A New Playground for Princess]

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[The newest arrival on the Plane doesn’t look particularly frightened. She gazes around, but there is no fear in her eyes. There’s no curiosity there either, actually. Apparently this sort of thing is, if not exactly normal , then at least not the most terrifying thing she’s ever seen.

Her face has a strangely blank expression, and she seems to glide rather than walk as she moves sedately forward with a doll tucked into the crook of her arm. She tilts her head to look up at the sky with wide eyes.]

Look at the stars, Miss Edith. So many stars. And they’re all singing. Such beautiful music.

[She turns slowly, her long skirt fanning out around her.]

Am I dreaming? The pixies didn’t whisper this. They tell me so much when I close my eyes. Fluttering and chattering. Their tiny little voices. They didn’t tell me this.

Spike? My Spike?

I’m cold…

[She looks sadly down at the doll when he doesn’t respond, and then wraps her arms around herself. Though her discomfort doesn’t actually last for too long. Drusilla is soon gazing at the sky again.]

Such beautiful music…

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[swanseer.livejournal.com]

...The stars sing?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

In beautiful little voices.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I can't hear them.

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

You can hear the music too?~

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

I can always hear it. But it's never been this loud before. It's never so been so close. I could reach out and touch them...

[And, to test this, Drusilla reaches out with one hand, aiming at the stars and grasping at nothing.]

[bacchusprince.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at the stars] They always say we should reach for the stars, but if we could truly touch them, what would there be left to motivate us to reach even further?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...Miss Edith?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[She turns at the sound of the voice, and indicates the doll in her arms.]

She likes the stars.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Just what the Plane needed. Another crazy.] I'm sure she does.

[madamemoiselle]

Isn't it pretty here?

{Smiling brightly because this person doesn't sound human at all}

Ne, it's a wonderful place. But you can hear music?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

So pretty.

[Drusilla tilts her head to study the speaker.]

No-one ever listens. They get so lonely.

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

But there isn't any music.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

The whole sky is humming.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Have an ill cyborg child whose mun is supposed to be on hiatus, because this was just too good to miss.] Signorina? Are you all right?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla doesn't know what a cyborg is, but she's ever so fond of children.]

Are you all alone?

[onedrous.livejournal.com]

[tilts his chin slightly as if to humor her by inspecting the sky for a moment before :l ]

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[She stops to look at him.]

Twelve pennies in a shilling. Five shillings in a crown. Enough to buy bread and cheese, then home in time for tea.

[humanwaterdemon.livejournal.com]

The sea produces more beautiful music.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

But it is so much softer. It doesn't sing. It just whispers.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Well, yes! Music of the spheres.

[rubs the back of his neck, considering her]

You lost?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

We're all lost here.

I don't know where I am.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[his gaze follows her for a while, expression a mix of concern and curiosity; then, he shrugs off his coat and offers it to her, speaking softly]

Do they sound the same as real stars?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[She's evidently rather surprised when he offers her his coat, but accepts it gratefully. A proper gentleman, showing proper respect to Princess. Good.]

They are real stars. They're just ... different.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[watches, not exactly sure what to make of her. finally he cautiously steps forward]

You all right?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

I'm so happy. I've never been so close to the stars.

I dream about them.