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realityshifted2009-03-18 08:35 pm
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017 - Feet to the Sky
[Since the labyrinth was such a well received addiction to the Plane Reinette has returned -- with a new escort of sorts. A strong, sturdy tree, though that is only part of the story. Attached to it is a wide, carved wooden swing. There is a rope attached to it as well, designed to prevent the user from swinging too high. Though that hangs rather uselessly to the side. Reinette is in the swing, gently pushing it back and forth with a single satin shoe as she looks up at the stars]

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[there is one more full swing and then as the arc comes forward Reinette too leaps from the swing. She is a dancer, after all. And perhaps not entirely unknown to this exercise. Before Madame LeBon, there was a child there. She lands easily next to him, smiling]
You stumbled after all, when you landed. If it was a part of your childhood, I do not believe you would have. You would have studied it. Mastered it, if you must.
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[but he's smiling his approval]
There were no swing sets on Gallifrey, and no children, either. Just adults that were rather tiny and needed extensive instruction.
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[is all she says to that. She smooths the line of her more simple skirt]
And whose need was being filled?
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Gallifrey's, of course. Or what the old and unimaginative order thought was Gallifrey's need.
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And you thought - think -- otherwise.
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But Gallifrey is gone. What do you rebel against now?
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It's all mathematics.
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Everything? Even myself?
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You would lie to me, then?
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Do you believe me to be naive?
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And as for trusting you? I would not worry on that count.
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