Rec: The Eloquence of Angels
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calufraxStory: The Eloquence of Angels
Author: Palgrave
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2,908
Author's Summary: The Doctor wouldn't normally have a conversation with a statue -- but then, he's never met one that moves before.
Characters/Pairings: Fourth Doctor, Leela, K-9
Warnings: None
Recced because: What if "Blink" wasn't the Doctor's first encounter with the Weeping Angels? Palgrave suggests it was the Fourth Doctor who first ran into them, deep in a family tomb with nothing but his wit, a dog whistle, and a scarf to protect him. The character voices here are spot-on, particularly Four's deadpan humor and Leela's fierceness, and there's very little that makes me happier than an author who can write the characters so that they sound exactly like themselves.
Excerpt:
Author: Palgrave
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2,908
Author's Summary: The Doctor wouldn't normally have a conversation with a statue -- but then, he's never met one that moves before.
Characters/Pairings: Fourth Doctor, Leela, K-9
Warnings: None
Recced because: What if "Blink" wasn't the Doctor's first encounter with the Weeping Angels? Palgrave suggests it was the Fourth Doctor who first ran into them, deep in a family tomb with nothing but his wit, a dog whistle, and a scarf to protect him. The character voices here are spot-on, particularly Four's deadpan humor and Leela's fierceness, and there's very little that makes me happier than an author who can write the characters so that they sound exactly like themselves.
Excerpt:
"That is rather quick. But when I am looking at you..." He reached out, tapped on the statue's head with a fist. The Doctor got the distinct impression the statue didn't care for that, so he did it again. " ... Nothing. Dead as a doornail. or a doormat. Or a dormouse, one of those three. Even a greyhound could outrun you when you're like this. Or a doornail, mat and mouse."
There was a bit of an ache in his back. Rather inconvenient, really, being sandwiched against the Bathurst family tomb like this, with a statue that could easily outrun a greyhound glaring at him easily in reach. He felt distinctly pinned.
"You know," the Doctor said conversationally, "it's been a most unusual day, this. At least, I assume it would be for anyone if you weren't me. Began quite promisingly, too. Thought to myself, '1920s Earth, Doctor, what could possibly go wrong? Lovely time and place to show Leela' - Leela, she's my friend, you know, lovely girl, likes knives. You probably wouldn't like her, I'm quite certain she wouldn't like you - but then when I get here, lots of people disappearing. Out of thin air, as if they never were. One by one. Like an Agatha Christie novel, I suppose, which reminds me, I simply must give her the idea some day. If ever I bump in to her. I usually do. Bump into people, that is."
