And They'll Sing For You - for leadsthestars; lvspin

[brazen_hearts]

Addictive though it was, the surge of joyous triumph on the tail of a discovery never seemed to last very long. He'd been ecstatic to finally dislodge the last obstruction in the way of his blueprint's success: he could go home, and tear the empire of the Cybermen apart from the foundation up... and save them at the same time. It would be a

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[leadsthestars]

There was a time when Coyolxauhqui had spent her evenings on the top deck, always looking for a galaxy of stars that called to her without words, never succeeding due to the nature of the vessel that kept her trapped within its confines. Even knowing that she might never see the stars, Coyolxauhqui always looked, and would have continued to spend her evenings in this way had she not been barred from privilege due to her own scheming

[brazen_hearts]

He was glad to hear the clicking of her locks; he'd been terribly worried for her safety at first, and still was on occasion. Another pang: what if the Admiral were cruel, or really as oblivious as he sometimes made himself out to be, and assigned her to someone less understanding? The Doctor wanted to believe better of him, but... his faith had been shaken since the time he'd seen Davros here, however uneventful that had been.

The reverie was short; he smiled faintly, though sincerely, as he stepped in and pulled the door shut behind him. For a moment, he simply stood, half wistful and half scrutinising, before he shook his head to clear it and nodded vaguely toward the book.

"Are you finding more of them that you enjoy now?" The question seemed vaguely desperate: there was something he clearly didn't want to discuss.

[leadsthestars]

The Doctor always left her to her own devices in the evening. Usually their time together was spent in the library, pouring over books together and discussing various other dysfunctional pantheons and religions, which was both educational and entertaining. This, however, was not the correct time for a lesson, and she watched his face in silent wonder, especially when he began the conversation with such a frivolous question.

Coyolxauhqui crossed her arms in front of her chest. She didn't think he had come to punish her further - she couldn't see any hint of it in his face or mannerisms, and she hadn't done anything terribly bad in quite some time, but she was defensive nevertheless. "Yes. Many." Curt, cold, and just a little annoyed.

"Why are you here?"

[brazen_hearts]

The tone cut him a little; he winced, though almost imperceptibly, and then squared his shoulders and stood his ground.

"I've made a vitally important discovery and, consequently, an extreme measure of progress in my laboratory," he began. "This is going to save lives--an entire galaxy, I'd wager. I've..." He hung his head then. These words had been easier to say to everyone else, even his closest friends here. Even his own brother. "I must..." The phrase stuck, sharp and uncomfortable and stubborn, directly beneath his vocal cords. His hands went into his pockets to fidget with their contents in agitation.

"...I don't want to leave you," he finally confessed, quiet and somewhat bewildered by how easy the admission was, as opposed to the practised speech everyone else had received.