004 :: Action [During the Event]

[clevermind]

Who: Belle & OPEN
What: A sticky situation with shadows.
When: BELATED EVENT POST
Where: Genessia/Everglade
Warning: None yet.

Belle wasn’t a fighter but she also wasn’t the sort of person who could sit and do nothing while people got hurt. She’d been heading to work when she saw the spirits break and swarm through the cities. She had nothing she could use to fight except a nearby fallen tree branch. She dove for it when the spirits approached, swinging it to keep the dark figures away from.

It did nothing to them but they paused and she used that time to run.

Breath exhaled I heavy puffs as she made her way down the streets. She fumbled with her phone seeing the message that indicated where the safe houses were. She didn’t want to go there, she wanted to help, but all thoughts slipped from her mind as one of the shadows loomed above her. Belle stumbled backwards, falling hard on the ground beneath her with a solid thud.

She was too breathless to scream.

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[clevermind]

Belle moved next to the Doctor's side when she recognized the entrance to the safe house in the distance. She finally let her stick fall to the ground and gently wrapped her hand around Ten's arm. "It's okay to miss people." She held her rose a little tighter to her chest. "I think we all have someone that we miss." It's part of growing close to people and loving them. Belle didn't think it was a bad thing because missing someone meant that you had so many amazing memories that you could look back on and smile about.

No one can take those from you.

"We're almost there." She told him in case he didn't already see the signs indicating that the safe house was ahead. Belle could tell that Ten was tired and she hope to find him a safe place to rest once they got inside.

[borntolove]

Ten side-eyes Belle for a moment as she holds her rose closer; clearly, that represents someone close to her but who, Ten can't say. That's right Belle, hold your rose close because you never know when your rose will need protecting. There's a silent acknowledgment as much as that is weary and when his face becomes weary his eyes - look old. Ancient. As he's thinking of all the good-byes he's had through his various lives and always got harder.

There's another obvious shiver; as he's been hiding the smaller ones. She may question if that has to do with being cold or something else.

Though, it appears that the spirits for the moment are no longer around here and upon entering the safe zone aka the shields - The Doctor opens the door for Belle and allowing her to go in first.

[clevermind]

Belle watched the Doctor closely and when he opened the door she paused. "You first. We need to find you a place to lie down." She didn't know if he'd try and leave and after the last shiver she wanted to make sure that he got some rest before going off to be a hero.

"Come on."

She looped her arm around his to lead him inside with her.

[borntolove]

Ten follows her lead and finds an unoccupied bed and slides himself off her shoulders and into the bedroom and slides between the sheets as he stumbles towards the bed- his vision is starting to become blurry and drugged induced; it's his own fault he shouldn't have dunked himself into the Bay so many times.

Ten blacks out.

And is out cold dreamless for hours; however, when the dreams do start coming- he starts to toss and turn in the bed and may knock over something with his arm that's on the bedside.

[clevermind]

Belle smiled softly as she tucked Ten comfortably into the bed. She wasn't as tired as he was and so she stayed vigilant at his side while he slept. Her fingers brushed lightly at his forehead as she began to sing in a beautiful voice.

"Au clair de la lune
Mon ami Pierrot
Prête-moi ta plume
Pour écrire un mot"

It was a lullaby from her childhood and it sounded even more beautiful when she sang it in French. She rested her head at his side as her own weariness took hold and pulled her into a light sleep. Belle was used to her father having nightmares and was always able to wake at a moments notice. This was no different though the sudden crash woke her with a start.

Heart pounding she reached for Ten, gently taking his cheeks in her palms. "Hey. It's okay. You're safe." She whispered closely to him, hoping not to wake the others who are sleeping around them.

[borntolove]

Ten heard the song in his dreams; and heard the translation

Under the moonlight:
"My friend Pierrot
Lend me your pen
So I can write a note.

A timeless French song; that dates back to the 18th century and is still currently sang and knew it was Belle's hand that held his but - her letting go had his hands blinding searching for Belle's hand in the waking world as he's searching for Rose's.

The feeling of the Belle's hands on his cheeks have the same warmness of Rose and tears silently roll down his cheeks, "I'm sorry. I'm so, so, sorry Rose."

[clevermind]

Belle hushed softly, brushing her fingers against Ten's forehead as she continued a few more lines of her song. It's one of her favorite lullabies and she'd hoped that it might bring some comfort to the sleeping man.

"It's alright." She spoke in a quiet voice. "It'll be alright."

She didn't know who Rose was but with such a beautiful name she thought that perhaps, it was someone that he missed; someone that he loved.

[borntolove]

Belle will find that his face is a bit un - usually cold but for him that's normal as his core body temperature is lower than humans.

However, as she continues to sing in French - the image of Rose in his mind breaks, after all when does Rose know to speak to French?

Then slowly opens up his brown eyes and looks at Belle and rather than have awkwardness between them and a moment when she can ask questions begins to sing the next verse;

Au clair de la lune
Pierrot répondit
Je n'ai pas de plume

[clevermind]

Au clair de la lune
Pierrot répondit
Je n'ai pas de plume
Je suis dans mon lit
Va chez la voisine
Je crois qu'elle y est
Car dans sa cuisine
On bat le briquet

She continued to sing, knowing that he'd said something that he hadn't meant to in his dreams. Belle's voice was beautiful, drifting and twisting over each word as if her voice alone gave the words wings to fly gently through the air.

[borntolove]

Au clair de la lune
L'aimable Lubin
Frappe chez la brune
Qui répond soudain
Qui frapp' de la sorte
Il dit à son tour
Ouvrez votre porte
Au dieu de l'amour

Not only did the song sound pretty but it was about hope.

[clevermind]

A smile graced Belle's lips as the song neared its end. Their voices mixed well though hers was high pitched than his. She brushed her fingers against his forehead again, mumbling a sweet good night.

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