Vastra (
eversohungry) wrote2013-03-10 10:49 pm
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[Action/Video] Transmission 003 - In Which Vastra Returns
[By Vastra's reckoning, years have passed. Her position at Scotland Yard has been elevated considerably, and in addition her little inner circle has expanded to a veritable 'Gang' of sorts. She and Jenny were married and happy, the Doctor had some of his familiar spark back, and yet...]
[Vastra leaves the woods, her hat veil trailing behind her as she carries it in her hand. Luceti, again. Warmer this time, thankfully, however it was not a welcome sight.]
[Not much seems to have changed, though upon her return to Luceti Vastra regrets leaving behind the few friends she had made. Natasha, Mr. Barnes, Miss Amelia, and Loki to name a few. However life went on and it went at a very quick clip after her return. Now those feelings of regret were resurfacing. Part of her wonders if they escaped, and hopes they did. Part of her feels slightly deflated that should they be gone, she would have to start completely over. This time with the knowledge that her wife was missing her, not just her paramour.]
[She walks down into the village, the path still familiar, repositioning the black hat and veil over her face. She takes it in, as much as she can, and feels very uneasy when she gets the sense that the changes she sees are extremely superficial...]
[When she arrives at the room she had, there is plastic over the furniture--and though the clothes and personal items are gone, it appears the heavier things never moved. Vastra pulls the cover off her familiar chair, sits, and opens her journal.]
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Is there anyone here who recalls seeing me a few years ago? I realize this is most likely a strange message, however as unsettling as Luceti is, little seems to have changed since my departure. I suppose this is simply the nature of this place?
[Vastra leaves the woods, her hat veil trailing behind her as she carries it in her hand. Luceti, again. Warmer this time, thankfully, however it was not a welcome sight.]
[Not much seems to have changed, though upon her return to Luceti Vastra regrets leaving behind the few friends she had made. Natasha, Mr. Barnes, Miss Amelia, and Loki to name a few. However life went on and it went at a very quick clip after her return. Now those feelings of regret were resurfacing. Part of her wonders if they escaped, and hopes they did. Part of her feels slightly deflated that should they be gone, she would have to start completely over. This time with the knowledge that her wife was missing her, not just her paramour.]
[She walks down into the village, the path still familiar, repositioning the black hat and veil over her face. She takes it in, as much as she can, and feels very uneasy when she gets the sense that the changes she sees are extremely superficial...]
[When she arrives at the room she had, there is plastic over the furniture--and though the clothes and personal items are gone, it appears the heavier things never moved. Vastra pulls the cover off her familiar chair, sits, and opens her journal.]
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Is there anyone here who recalls seeing me a few years ago? I realize this is most likely a strange message, however as unsettling as Luceti is, little seems to have changed since my departure. I suppose this is simply the nature of this place?
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Vastra?
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Yes, that is indeed who I am. Hello Miss Natasha, I am both glad and sorry to see you still here.
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Ahh. I think there's been some slight confusion.
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[Because the way Vastra sees it, the only possibility for confusion would be if Natasha had a twin she never mentioned.]
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Time moves differently between our worlds and here. You spent years in your world, but it could be as little as a week here. That's what happened to a person from my world.
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Fortunately I am somewhat accustomed to this sort of thing. However usually I am the one moving slower, not the other way around.
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But yes.  My boyfriend.  He left here for a week, and was in our world for two years before he got pulled back here.
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Two years, though... [Vastra sees the potential to ask something that's now gnawing on her mind.] How did your relationship fare after he returned? Some degree of animosity? Secrets?
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Oh, no.  I wasn’t here then.  I got here about two months after that happened.  [Although it’s not hard to see what she’s getting at, and she tries to offer a different way to answer the question.]  Tony had been here about a year at that point, though.
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Yes, it is me.
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It hasn't been all that long for us, just - [He realizes he doesn't know when she disappeared exactly. He was gone for such a long stretch it could be anywhere from weeks to months ago.] Well, it's only been a few months since Christmas.
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And while I am not particularly thrilled, I am glad to see you again. It is a backwards sort of glad, but glad all the same.
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I think it's safest to say it's good to see you, just not in this place. You let me know if you need a hand with anything, ma'am.
Once you're settled in again we ought to have coffee.
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We talked about shogi once.
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Few years for you, dear, but far less for us.
But yes, this place is dreadfully boring and unchanging regardless of the time.
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I'm not certain if I should be relieved I wasn't imagining things, or depressed that years could pass and nothing will change.
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But all that unpleasantness aside, how is the lovely old country doing?
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You mean England? Very lively, last I left it. [Snowmen, snowmen eating people, things had a tendency to get exciting around Vastra in bizarre ways.] You sound to be from London yourself.
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[Not that it's surprising, considering, but yes, hurrah Queen and Country that she goes around killing people in. Eh, details.]
Might I ask your year? Just for peace of mind, you see.
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