Come Away Oh Human Child [Jack/TW/The Meddler]

[Sisilaya Vulmecura]

"It bothers me that I had to explain a mother why I gave her child away"

Sisi gave a light shrug at the man's words, her green eyes flitting to Ianto, as if she could feel he was looking at her. She gave him a small smile. Charming man, more intelligent then he let on, she could see it from the look in his eyes versus the way he carried his body. She turned back to the immortal man and sighed softly.

"Sometimes sacrifices have to be made. Long before the birth of Christ, the Tuatha De Danann came to Ireland, before humans ever set foot on the islands. When humans invaded Ireland a fierce war was fought, and the children of Danu, us, were certainly on the winning hand. Yet, we were impressed by your species, found them inspiring with what vigour you all fought."

She leant forwards, her eyes now looking straight into jacks as she leant with her elbows on her leather clad knees.

"So we chose to live underground, so you could live on and be bright and unhindered. We chose to live in the shadows and over time belief in us even started to fade. Many humans cannot even stand the sight of the Sidhe because our true forms would send the brains into a sensory overload, causing an instant blackout. We sacrificed so much for you, we live a life of secrecy, we live by the Escheat so you can all live on unhindered by our influence. And now you say it is too much to ask to have our own children back home? That we should feel bad for a single human that might stay behind while daily our fields are polluted? Nature has been crying since the beginning of the industrial revolution and your kind can't even hear it!"

Sisi rubbed her forehead, she knew he was a human and he would never understand. Humans were by nature selfish creatures, barely ever looking at the bigger picture. She looked back at Jack and sighed.

"I'm sorry that woman had to suffer, I really do. I know what it's like to lose a child." She swallowed, she hadn't even told Robin that one, yet now anyway. "But if that child had not returned to us it would have gone mad and alienated. Would that have been a better alternative?"

[Ianto Jones]

Ianto left to go make the tea and coffee for the team and the Meddler. He was not feeling all jolly because Jack’s was facing something from his past. Was everything from Jack’s past was a bad memory for the immortal man?

[The First Doctor]

(OOC: Pass. The Meddler needs coffee before he can contribute.)

[Jack Harkness]

Here came the rant, the rant of how a race chose to step out of the way to let the humans live.
But there was one thing Jack Harkness would not believe.
Not ever.

That there was a race more resilliant or stubborn as the humans.
Even if these Sidhe had started a war for the earth.
Jack knew that no matter how hard they would have fought, that in the end, the humans would have still been there.

And of course, he was greatful that it had not happened.
And that these creatures were sharing their planet without a single word of it.

But even then, those children were born from a human mother.
And he had been the one to tell said mother that her child was at a better place.

"Would that have been a better alternative?"
His eyes sharpened at this. She was trying to turn him into the bad guy here.
"A better alternative?" he paused, the frustration clear in his stance.
"It had been nice for the Sidhe, to not just come around to steal a child...but explain" he leaned closer to the red headed woman.
"And not let us clean up the mess they made"

[Ianto Jones]

Ianto heard Jack’s voice float around his ears. Looking down at the coffee he was making, he was wishing he could take Jack’s pain away. His lover had a heavy burden on his shoulders and Ianto wished he could help Jack. Taking the cups and placing them on the tray, he was wishing this lady to leave Jack. Carrying the tray, upstairs, walking in the office and he set down the tray down on the end of Jack’s desk.

Taking the Meddler’s coffee and holding the coffee to the man, “Sir, your coffee as you like,” he said as he was smiling to the man. Deep down, Ianto was hoping he made a kick butting coffee to impress this man.

Turning his attention to the woman with the red hair, Ianto wanted to tell her to leave Jack alone. But, he did not have the nerve and plus it was not a proper thing to do. He was after all a respectable man.

[Owen Harper]

“Bloody to nine hells,” Owen said. Someone had to say it. Owen looked at the female. “We do what we need to do. You have no right to tell Jack he was wrong. Who gave you the power?”

[The First Doctor]

The Meddler accepted the black, peppered coffee gratefully and drank a third of the mug without even waiting for it to cool. "Perfect," he said, "This is good stuff." He sipped the next mouthful more carefully, then almost choked at Sisi's next words.

"I'm sorry that woman had to suffer, I really do. I know what it's like to lose a child." She swallowed, she hadn't even told Robin that one, yet now anyway. "But if that child had not returned to us it would have gone mad and alienated. Would that have been a better alternative?"

"Wait, what?" the Meddler gasped out, coughing a little. Surely, whoever Sisi's monstrous father had been, he wouldn't have... His hands clenched, white-knuckled on the mug, as he remembered terribly still burning figures.

Later, he told himself. Later.

Lost in memories and rage, he only barely heard Sisi and Jack debate the actions of the Sidhe.

“Bloody to nine hells,” Owen said. Someone had to say it. Owen looked at the female. “We do what we need to do. You have no right to tell Jack he was wrong. Who gave you the power?”

The Meddler snorted derisively. "Typical human arrogance," he sneered. "So blinded by your delusions about the nature of the universe that you think it revolves around you."

He gestured with the mug. "This isn't your planet. Not yet, anyway. You aren't the first sentient species here, you won't be the last, and you weren't even the dominant species until 1969."

He sipped the coffee. "Who gave the Sidhe the power? Why not ask, 'who gave you the power to refuse'? It's as valid a question."

[Sisilaya Vulmecura]

"Wait, what?" She had heard Robin gasp as a reaction to her admitting she had lost a child, his hand tightening around the cup. Yet, he didn't mention it any further. She was grateful he had dropped the subject for now, but she was pretty sure he would corner her later on and demand a full explanation.

"It had been nice for the Sidhe, to not just come around to steal a child...but explain" he leaned closer to the red headed woman.
"And not let us clean up the mess they made"

She leaned back to the immortal man, mimicking his movement. He would have to try harder to try and impose her.

"Then answer me this, would it make things easier if we explained? Would that make the hurt less, knowing that their child was never human? That their own child was alien? You know how the human brain works, better then anyone here most likely. Then tell me, would they have even believed if we explained? Human are cynical, egotistical. If something happens that their mind cannot comprehend they just pretend it never existed."

“Bloody to nine hells,” Owen said. Someone had to say it. Owen looked at the female. “We do what we need to do. You have no right to tell Jack he was wrong. Who gave you the power?”

She wanted to answer the man, but the Meddler already beat her to it. She sat back, tilting her head slightly at the Meddler's last word.

"He sipped the coffee. "Who gave the Sidhe the power? Why not ask, 'who gave you the power to refuse'? It's as valid a question."

She let the silence hang for moment before she continued.

"He has a valid point. Most Sidhe use glamour, an illusion to make them comprehensible for a human brain. If a human saw a higher Fae in their true form directly, they would pass out on the spot. Their true form is multi dimensional to such a degree that the human brain wouldn't be able to cope with the information input and would just black out. Like a short circuit so to say."

[Jack Harkness]

"Why did you come here?" Jack kept his blue eyes on the woman.
Not one single hint of kindness there after the little talk they had.
If they were here to declare a final war with the human race he would happily stand to fight.

If they were here to ask him to come with them he would gladly say no. But if they were here to finally give some kind of an explenation he would attempt to listen.

Jack, unlike many, wasn't the easy going forgiving type. Not when it came to things which had already attacked the human race once.

And right now he didn't want to have the 'small talk' anymore.

[Ianto Jones]

Moving, Ianto went to stand next to Jack as he was giving Jack support. The Welsh man was showing no expression his face. He had a thought that just flashed to him. “Who is Jesus Christ?” he asked. It wasn’t really a trick question. It was known all that Christ was the son of God and Jesus was flesh on Earth for 30 years and Jesus taught people about God and how the time came to him die on the cross. He wasn’t a Christian (his player is…) and he was known to read the Bible for source of information.

Why did Ianto ask this question? Because it was known around the world. The response of the sidhe could reveal all lot by her reaction. He was hoping that.

[The First Doctor]

"Why did you come here?" Jack kept his blue eyes on the woman.

The Meddler started to say something, then stopped. All of this had been Sisi's idea. Let her answer it.

So he drank his coffee and waited to hear her answer.

And then the coffee man - introductions hadn't really been made - asked “Who is Jesus Christ?”

"A likeable young man," the Meddler answered. "Well, Yeshua ben Yusef was. Charismatic, well-educated, had a genuine love for people. A few interesting talents as well."

He sipped his coffee and continued. "I never did buy into his claims about where those talents came from - I appear in at least three local myth-cycles myself, so I'm fairly skeptical about other people's claims of divinity - but he was a solid, down-to-earth sort of guy. He really wanted the best for people, and I respected him for that."

Another sip of coffee. "I really don't think he'd appreciate a lot of what was done in his name." He gave Sisi a conspiratorial wink. "I know Jehanne sure didn't approve, when you introduced her to Heinrich."

[Sisilaya Vulmecura]

"Why did you come here?" Jack kept his blue eyes on the woman.
Not one single hint of kindness there after the little talk they had.

"I came here to warn you, Jack Harkness. I am part of the Sidhe, yet at the same time I am not. Thanks to that I do not have to abide the rules of the Escheat and am in a position to warn you to keep your eyes open. They're watching you, more then you'd realize. Your guilt will cloud your judgement if you continue on like this, you will need all the clarity you can have."

With that she dug in her pocket and produced a stone. A stone with a hole in the centre of it, carved by a natural river process. It was an eye-stone, a powerful thing, specially now she had laced it with her energy. She tossed it over to Jack for him to catch.

"I gift you this to aid you on your travels. An eye stone. It is a powerful weapon against any being of the Seelie and Unseelie Court, it will give you the ability to see them for who they really are, not what they want you to see."

The eye stone had a powerful ability laced to it thanks to the complicated natural process, whoever looked through the eye stone could see the other worldly creatures without their glamour. Without the veil they always held in front of humans eyes to fool them. One could see their true nature.

When he'd look through the eye-stone at her he would be able to see her eyes brightly aglow, a soft golden pulsing glow coming from the centre of her abdomen. The focal point of her energy.

"Not all of us are bad ones, you were wrong about that." She said softly.

She smiled softly as Robin answered the question about a certain Jesus Christ, he had explained the story to her before. It was fascinating.

She laughed at his comment of when they put Jehanne D'Arc in front of Heinrich Kramer. Oh that had been a grand day.

"Oh poor Kramer, his face was priceless!"

[Owen Harper]

Owen was cursing like you won’t believe. “I refuse to believe this bees wax story!” he said as he was growling. Rubbing his hands together, a human behavior he still has. “No Jesus…” he wasn’t sure how to take that. It hit hard. He was like a walking dead. No, Jesus means it was all a lie. It was like he was scared.

Being a walking dead was hard for Owen, but now he had realized there was no hope at all. “It is true…the darkness…there is nothing…” he looked down. He wanted to leave but the thought he seen what death was like. He did not like it.

[Jack Harkness]

Warn him? Why would anyone want to warn him?
Certainly if they knew him. There wasn't a thing in the world that would be able to kill him. Not a thing in the whole of time and space that could be able to erase him from existence.

Jack Harkness was permanent. None the less, he had people to watch over. And he didn't take a warning lightly.

However, before he could answer the subject of the conversation had changed.
Somehow ending up with a hopeless look on Owen's face.

In all the times Jack had died he had never witnessed anything after death. Then again, he had never stayed dead for long.

[The First Doctor]

The obviously dead man looked stunned. “I refuse to believe this bees wax story!” he said, growling, rubbing his hands together, “No Jesus…”

The Meddler drank his coffee. "Didn't say that. It's just, well, I don't think he was who you think he was."

Being a walking dead was hard for Owen, but now he had realized there was no hope at all. “It is true…the darkness…there is nothing…”

A shrug. "I've never died, myself. Just regenerated a few times. But you're probably right." He sipped the coffee. "We never found an afterlife, we never found a transcendent divinity, and we went looking. There's just us, and a universe cooling off and winding down."

Another sip. "Unless I manage to fix that, anyway."

Another sip, and he realized the conversations around him had ground to a halt. He looked around. "I'm sorry. Did I just kill the conversation?"