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005: Sing Me To Sleep [Closed]
Who: Angel
unknownmoirai & The Tenth Doctor
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Where: Garden Dome.
When: Today-ish.
Why: First meetings.
Warnings: n/a.
She was sitting among the trees of the garden dome as her voice rises into the air. Her hair had been braided to either side of her head while a large light pink sweater covered most of her frame. Beneath it was a short skirt and below that was a pair of well worn leather boots. The most striking thing about the young woman was the sweetness of her voice. It lifted and warmed those around her and ebbed and flowed with the notes of the song.
Just a day, just an, ordinary day
Just tryin' to get by
Just a boy, just an, ordinary boy but
He was looking to the sky and
As he asked if I would come along
I started to realize that everyday he finds just what he's lookin' for
And like a shooting star he shines, and he said
Take my hand, live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
She had no idea what she was doing but she was happily singing about a boy she'd met.
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Where: Garden Dome.
When: Today-ish.
Why: First meetings.
Warnings: n/a.
She was sitting among the trees of the garden dome as her voice rises into the air. Her hair had been braided to either side of her head while a large light pink sweater covered most of her frame. Beneath it was a short skirt and below that was a pair of well worn leather boots. The most striking thing about the young woman was the sweetness of her voice. It lifted and warmed those around her and ebbed and flowed with the notes of the song.
Just a day, just an, ordinary day
Just tryin' to get by
Just a boy, just an, ordinary boy but
He was looking to the sky and
As he asked if I would come along
I started to realize that everyday he finds just what he's lookin' for
And like a shooting star he shines, and he said
Take my hand, live while you can,
Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand
She had no idea what she was doing but she was happily singing about a boy she'd met.
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Which is one reason; he's out in the garden dome at the moment. Scrolling with his hands in his pockets. Besides trying to figure out how to get this device out of his without killing himself - trying to relax himself and enjoy the simple beauty of things.
It's the music - however, that begins to melt his anxiety and can't help but find himself smiling - there's a lot asking humans in his many lives to come with him and feels his hearts warm thinking about all of them during the song.
At one point or another; Angel may notice a stranger that got lulled over. Someone in a brown pinstripe suit; with a long brown coat and red converse shoes.
That singing is - hypnotic but not in a bad way.
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Lost.
Displaced.
"Oh, hello. I wasn't disturbing you was I?" She finally looked around and noticed the number of people who had been listening to her sing. Her cheeks flushed a light rosy pink as she turned her attention back to the stranger in front of her. "Please excuse me." She wasn't sure if everyone liked or hated her singing and she hadn't realized that she wasn't paying attention to those around her.
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As the song ends; feels his mood tamper off - but still gives her a smile; "No. Not at all. For what? Be brilliant with your voice?"
A pause; "How does the song end? Does she stay with him?"
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"Oh. Um... yes. She does." Her cheeks flushed a light rosy pink. She couldn't help but think about Jack. Things were awkward and she didn't know if it was love but it was nice to fumble through these things with someone. There was so much to learn and discover and she had someone who was just as confused as she was.
"I can sing the end, if you'd like."
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For a moment, The Doctor is lost in a moment. A memory. He does love Rose and knows he's lying to himself - so when the day comes when he does inevitably lose her - somehow - it doesn't make him flip off the deep end.
"Mmmm?" Then a smile; "Oh yes. Please."
The Doctor makes himself comfortable in the garden as he sits criss-cross on the ground in front of her.
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And as he spoke, he spoke, ordinary words
Though they did not feel
For I felt what I had not felt before
And you'd swear those words could heal and
As I looked up into those eyes, his vision borrows mine
And I know he's no stranger
For I feel I've held him for all of time, and he said
Please come with me, see what I see
Touch the stars for time will not flee
Time will not flee, can't you see
Just a dream, just an, ordinary dream
As I wake in bed
And that boy, that ordinary boy
Was it all in my head?
Didn't he ask if I would come along
It all seemed so real, but as I looked to the door
I saw that boy standing there with a deal, and he said
Please come with me, see what I see
Touch the stars for time will not flee
Time will not flee, can't you see
Just a day, just an ordinary day
Just tryin' to get by
Just a boy, just an ordinary boy, but
He was looking to the sky
Her voice trailed off and the song came to an end. Her mouth tugging into a warm smile as the light feeling of joy and affection blossoms in her chest. "It's a beautiful song. Isn't it?" She lightly rested her palm over her chest. "I love its story."
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"Yes! So do I! Very much! That was brilliant. Absolutely brilliant! Thank you so very much!"
It seems like since The Doctor been in this place that he hasn't felt the warmth in his hearts like this and he's glad to feel it again - not only to be this happy but also as a reminder to not get cold and disconnected.
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She didn't know that her songs had power but she had noticed the change in the Doctor. The tension in his shoulders had ebbed and there was a new happy light in his eyes that she hadn't seen before. What had changed? Maybe it was the song. Someone had once told her that songs had power.
"Oh. Um, I hope you don't mind me asking but are you okay?"
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See not magic - there's science behind hypnosis.
"I can't complain."
And he won't say it but he also probably felt the positive vibrations in the psychic forcefield around his head and allowed the vibrations onto the surface of his mind.
Which maybe - for just a moment - Angel felt a slight shield resistance at first.
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"Is vibration when you shake very hard?"
She was really confused.
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What's a good example?
"Music for instance- singing or instrumental are caused by vibrations of the vocal box or a part of the instrument and thus - create the sound you hear of the singing or of the instrument playing."
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"I think I understand."
She mostly understood.
"But you said that it stirred something in your brain?" It sounded very painful.
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"You have channels that run through your entire brain and with the right sound frequency can travel through all those channels either being pleasant or painful."
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It was a somewhat logical sum up.
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Her fingers lightly brush against her lips as if considering something important. "I wish... I wish I had finished my studies." Then she would have already known that.
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"Where I'm from. We all have callings but I left... before I could complete mine."