REUNION (Part 2) by Sievert Dinar
Disclaimer - Sailormoon was created by Naoko Takeuchi and is vaguely
owned by Bandai. Doctor Who was vaguely created by Sydney Newman
and Donald Wilson and is most certainly owned, and often shafted by,
the BBC. It is astounding how easily the truth hurts the executives
in control of that financially impecunious and structurally
bureaucratic organisation. They'd never admit to trying to destroy
the series, even though everyone knows it to be true. Enough of my
little rant. You probably downloaded this for the story.
"It is most unusual." Setsuna mused.
"What is?" The Doctor stared down at the coffee the smiling
waitress had placed before him. Setsuna, who had been staring
through the window of the small coffee shop, gave him a sideways
glance and sighed.
"Hotaru was so interested in the mysterious person behind the
letter I received, asking me to meet them here."
"Ah. The enigmatic Saturn." A smile crept to the corner of
the Doctor's mouth. "Does she know what she is?"
"I suppose she does. I've not seen anything to tell me
otherwise." She leveled her gaze at her grandfather. "You asked
me that question in the old times. I gave you the same answer."
"Our people are all the same, within. I have done much I have
regretted in my past few lives." He paused, then lifted his head,
his mood seeming to change. "Were you scared that she would follow
you here?"
"And perhaps bringing the 'family' with her, yes." Setsuna
chuckled. "After all, can you imagine what would happen if they
were to see me with an attractive older man, such as yourself,
engaging in casual conversation?"
"I can hear the wedding bells already." The Doctor suppressed
a smile. "Why don't you just tell them about me? Would that not be
easier?"
"Easier for whom?" Setsuna ran a finger along the edge of her
coffee cup, feeling the steam rising from its depths. A momentary
sensation of warmth...
"Don't." The Doctor said suddenly. Setsuna looked up at him,
frowning with confusion. The Doctor sighed and closed his eyes,
shuddering. "The long years can make one distantly introspective.
Don't give into those feelings, or you'll find your soul ebbing away
with them." He took his coffee and sipped at it, placing it back
down upon its saucer with genteel perfection. "It might change your
image in their eyes if they were to know you had a Grandfather."
"How does one explain one's family to the chattering classes?"
Setsuna smiled. "Only Serenity really had it within her to
understand. She was an amazingly empathic Eternal."
"Who has given birth to a daughter of similar abilities." The
Doctor closed his eyes. "Their games can be cruel, Setsuna. Beware
her whims."
"Oh, I know her whims only too well." She paused. "The
Eternals have their place in this universe, even if some of their
activities could be construed as nefarious. Serenity did not adopt
her name lightly. There has not been a leader in this planet's
history with the same sense of inner peace as she."
"He. She. It." The Doctor took another sip of his coffee.
"I really do think it would be better for you, and everyone else
involved if you were to be more honest with Saturn. She is a great
deal more sensitive to your ways and emotions than you would
believe."
"She is still in her first life. She has a great deal to
learn before she can be returned, both good and bad." Setsuna
nodded towards the window. "I think we've been spotted." The
Doctor turned his head, following her directions. On the other side
of the road, trying to look incognito, were three figures.... A
short, black-haired teenage girl, a tall, short-haired blond woman
and an elegant-looking woman with longish aquamarine hair. All were
wearing coats and dark glasses, and doing their best to look like
they were reading the magazines from the news stand they were
loitering by. The Doctor chuckled as he replaced his cup.
"They're a most predictable species, these humans, wouldn't
you agree?"
"And insufferably cute." Setsuna nodded.
"Oh, most indubitably. On an individual level, they can be
quite a cute little race of people. Pity they can be such a boorish
mob when in groups."
"Boorish does not begin to describe it." Setsuna pursed her
lips. "Although it comes close."
"Should I invite them in, or should you?" The Doctor pointed
through the window. A wicked grin crossed Setsuna's mouth.
"No.... Lets make them sweat for a little bit longer. I'm
rather enjoying this."
The Doctor gave his granddaughter a dubious look. "Since when
have you had this sadistic streak?"
"Since always." Setsuna stuck her tongue out at him. He
sighed and returned to his coffee.
"I see I should have disciplined you a little more vigorously
when you were young...."
The End of Part Two
Sievert Anathea Dinar sievertd@hotmail.com
Disclaimer - Sailormoon was created by Naoko Takeuchi and is vaguely
owned by Bandai. Doctor Who was vaguely created by Sydney Newman
and Donald Wilson and is most certainly owned, and often shafted by,
the BBC. It is astounding how easily the truth hurts the executives
in control of that financially impecunious and structurally
bureaucratic organisation. They'd never admit to trying to destroy
the series, even though everyone knows it to be true. Enough of my
little rant. You probably downloaded this for the story.
"It is most unusual." Setsuna mused.
"What is?" The Doctor stared down at the coffee the smiling
waitress had placed before him. Setsuna, who had been staring
through the window of the small coffee shop, gave him a sideways
glance and sighed.
"Hotaru was so interested in the mysterious person behind the
letter I received, asking me to meet them here."
"Ah. The enigmatic Saturn." A smile crept to the corner of
the Doctor's mouth. "Does she know what she is?"
"I suppose she does. I've not seen anything to tell me
otherwise." She leveled her gaze at her grandfather. "You asked
me that question in the old times. I gave you the same answer."
"Our people are all the same, within. I have done much I have
regretted in my past few lives." He paused, then lifted his head,
his mood seeming to change. "Were you scared that she would follow
you here?"
"And perhaps bringing the 'family' with her, yes." Setsuna
chuckled. "After all, can you imagine what would happen if they
were to see me with an attractive older man, such as yourself,
engaging in casual conversation?"
"I can hear the wedding bells already." The Doctor suppressed
a smile. "Why don't you just tell them about me? Would that not be
easier?"
"Easier for whom?" Setsuna ran a finger along the edge of her
coffee cup, feeling the steam rising from its depths. A momentary
sensation of warmth...
"Don't." The Doctor said suddenly. Setsuna looked up at him,
frowning with confusion. The Doctor sighed and closed his eyes,
shuddering. "The long years can make one distantly introspective.
Don't give into those feelings, or you'll find your soul ebbing away
with them." He took his coffee and sipped at it, placing it back
down upon its saucer with genteel perfection. "It might change your
image in their eyes if they were to know you had a Grandfather."
"How does one explain one's family to the chattering classes?"
Setsuna smiled. "Only Serenity really had it within her to
understand. She was an amazingly empathic Eternal."
"Who has given birth to a daughter of similar abilities." The
Doctor closed his eyes. "Their games can be cruel, Setsuna. Beware
her whims."
"Oh, I know her whims only too well." She paused. "The
Eternals have their place in this universe, even if some of their
activities could be construed as nefarious. Serenity did not adopt
her name lightly. There has not been a leader in this planet's
history with the same sense of inner peace as she."
"He. She. It." The Doctor took another sip of his coffee.
"I really do think it would be better for you, and everyone else
involved if you were to be more honest with Saturn. She is a great
deal more sensitive to your ways and emotions than you would
believe."
"She is still in her first life. She has a great deal to
learn before she can be returned, both good and bad." Setsuna
nodded towards the window. "I think we've been spotted." The
Doctor turned his head, following her directions. On the other side
of the road, trying to look incognito, were three figures.... A
short, black-haired teenage girl, a tall, short-haired blond woman
and an elegant-looking woman with longish aquamarine hair. All were
wearing coats and dark glasses, and doing their best to look like
they were reading the magazines from the news stand they were
loitering by. The Doctor chuckled as he replaced his cup.
"They're a most predictable species, these humans, wouldn't
you agree?"
"And insufferably cute." Setsuna nodded.
"Oh, most indubitably. On an individual level, they can be
quite a cute little race of people. Pity they can be such a boorish
mob when in groups."
"Boorish does not begin to describe it." Setsuna pursed her
lips. "Although it comes close."
"Should I invite them in, or should you?" The Doctor pointed
through the window. A wicked grin crossed Setsuna's mouth.
"No.... Lets make them sweat for a little bit longer. I'm
rather enjoying this."
The Doctor gave his granddaughter a dubious look. "Since when
have you had this sadistic streak?"
"Since always." Setsuna stuck her tongue out at him. He
sighed and returned to his coffee.
"I see I should have disciplined you a little more vigorously
when you were young...."
The End of Part Two
Sievert Anathea Dinar sievertd@hotmail.com