OOM: In Raven's room

[creator_raven]

There is a sparkly perch in the corner.

Raven is sitting on it, sleeping.

All is peaceful.

You can practically feel the quiet.

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[creator_raven]

Raven blinks.

Twice.

Then he shakes his head.

"I am clumsy, on occasion. It is no matter."

He gestures Ace inside, and closes the door after her.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She makes herself comfortable on the pristine bed, shucking off her boots first.

This, of course, means the bed is no longer pristine. She has rearranged blankets and pillows to her liking, and in a fashion that shows this isn't the first time she's done it, either.

"Tim's back."

[creator_raven]

Raven blinks.

"Ah."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She huddles with blankets.

"We fought. Or. He blamed some anonymous sommat out there for all our troubles, and said it couldn't be fixed, 'cept as vengence. And I left. It wasn't good."

[creator_raven]

Raven snorts.

"He is fond of easy things, perhaps."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Oh ta." Now she's just being sulky. This is influenced by her wondering if maybe she was overreacting, but feeling pretty sure that she wasn't, and wishing desperately that it had all gone differently somehow.

Never has she felt so tempted to use her TARDIS to change her own timeline.

[creator_raven]

Raven leans against her.

"It is a question of worldview, perhaps, and perspective."

He shrugs.

"I cannot say. I did not hear."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"It's. Just." She sighs, and leans back. "I cannot accept that. Just. Can't. All my life, first with the Doctor, then here, then at the Academy... it's been about cause and effect. Little causes making big effects later down the timeline, because things escalate. That sometimes it's hard to find causes, because they're so small, and seemingly innocent. And he'd just give up an' say 'oh, it's just some git of a god, boy I'd love t'punch his lights out'... it's wrong."

She's frustrated. And hurt. And tired.

It shows.

[creator_raven]

Raven looks at her steadily. This is something he knows very well.

"It is a trap, that way of thinking. It is one set for humans, and one they fall into very quickly. There is such great comfort in it--the idea that your life is not your own. It is like drugs, perhaps."

He shrugs, and leans a little more heavily.

"It is another point on which I disagree with certain entities who shall not be named."

There is a slight smile in his voice.

"He makes his creations believe that his will is all there is. It is ridiculous."

Damn.

There's a lot of scorn in that voice.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Yes." She can agree to that. She's seen it. She's helped destroy it, in some cases.
"How could he give me that reason? Why would I spend half a century learning how time works and how all the little pieces that are known fit together and make things work, or not work, if I thought it could all be changed and ordered on some sadistic god's whim? Why would I bother? I'd be just as happy sitting in front of a fire with cocoa and cookies, since hey, the cosmos might end for good tomorrow, so I best not plan for it."

She's ranting, yes. That explanation, or lack thereof, hit a sore spot.

[creator_raven]

Raven ruffles her hair.

"I remember a beginning. It was not meant for plans. I doubt many of them are."

He tilts his head, considering.

"Humans are too complex for such things. It is better, so. More interesting."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She nudges him with an elbow.
"Y'sayin' we're overambitious apes?" She's amused at the image. And after that lovely trip to visit a demented alien recorder, she has no problems with it.

[creator_raven]

"No."

He smiles at her.

"I am saying you tell your own stories. Or you may, do you so choose."

He shrugs.

"Not many do. It is a thing I work to correct, after a fashion."

Raven's grin is wicked.

"It has to do with ruts, do you see?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"TARDISes can't leave ruts." She points out, helpfully. "And it's very hard t'be in one, when everything keeps changing."

She pauses to consider this.

"Though, it's easier, here, oddly. You can blame the Landlord for just about anything, but no one knows precisely what he does. Or if he exists, really. You'd think in a place as odd as this one, ruts wouldn't be so easy."

[creator_raven]

"Easier, here, perhaps. It is the familiar in the midst of so very much strange. I find it sad, after a fashion."

He rests his cheek on her hair.

"Selective reality is a pain in the ass."

That pretty much says it all, right there.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Yes. It does. She sighs.

"Am I a horrible person, 'cause I didn't welcome him home, an' be happy, an' all? I want t'be... wanted t'be... but... I couldn't stay. Would have really fought, then."

[creator_raven]

Raven laughs, softly.

"I am not the best judge of such things, perhaps. It is your choice to make. What remains is to see how it falls."

He breathes, quietly.

"People are difficult. There are many things I do not understand. So."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Same here."

Sulk. Why must people be hard?

"Can I stay here, t'night?"

She'll never admit that she's afraid of running into Tim so soon after the fight.

But she is.

[creator_raven]

"Certainly."

He quirks a half smile.

"But no more banging, please? Falling off the perch is rather painful, I think."

Raven rubs his forehead again.