Previous parts can be found… (sorry it’s late again)
River tightened her grip as a figure slowly materialised, she could not make out and distinguishing features at first, then the singing came from the creature. Her grip relaxed come on River get a grip, we are at the theatre even the Doctor can’t get into trouble here, she settle back in her seat once more and allowed her hand to slide from the bag back into her lap.
The creature was fully visible now exquisitely beautiful, feminine but without any recognisably gender specific features. The Doctor searched in his memory trying to put a name to the chanteuse who held their attention with her intoxicating performance. Was it a her, should that be it? He was unsure but there was a definite female aura…
Astrid felt herself lean forward as two more singers appeared, one either side of the first. She had never seen such beautiful creatures before but more than that the voice swept her away, he was surely singing directly to her, He was different from any other man she had seen before, he lacked the rugged look she had learned to associate with the male of every species she had so far encountered but still he was unquestionably masculine. She could feel her pulse rate increasing and her heart racing as the song embraced her.
“They are rather good!”
When there was no reply River turned to look at the Doctor, his eyes were fixed on the creature on the stage. A glance at Astrid then the rest of the audience showed the same glazed expression. She looked back at the creatures on the stage again, as she focused her attention on them she noticed waves of energy between them and the people sat in the audience, tiny ethereal strands like ribbons of the thinnest organza gaining in clarity. She could not tell if they were coming from or into the creatures only that she was the only one who seemed immune to the link. She shook the Doctor by the arm but nothing seemed to stir him. She stood up drawing the attention of all three of the creatures who now seemed to be singing just to her, she fought to hold on, to hold them off.
With the last of her energy and free will she raised her hand and brought it down across the Doctor cheek before falling back into her seat her eyes wide as beheld the beauty before her.
2 thoughts on “An Old Friend Revisited Part Five”
Short, but very sweet. Now the doctor has to sleep at least another week before we find out if River’s well timed slap has done it’s job.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx
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