A Midsummer Nights Dream II [Alec, S-J, Meddler]

[Sisilaya Vulmecura]

She had thought nothing of it when she opened the doors to the outside. Just hurl the contents to her stomach out into space and let it be forgotten. Maybe splatter Alec's TARDIS if she was luckily, or not. He did seem like he wanted to murder her already.

The sight before her when she opened her eyes was not something she had been prepared for, ever. Robin had faintly mentioned about a Schism, but she had not realized what it actually was. Hence she had never seen the error coming she was now looking into. She was looking straight into the Vortex.

The whole of it.

The raw power of time and space, everthing that was, everything that is present and everything that ever will be. All at once. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp, her eyes widening as the became aglow with the energy starting to surge up in her.

Something in her mind snapped, and the golden energy that was so known for her healing exploded out of her, surrounding her. She trembled against The Meddlers hold, choking as her wide eyes locked onto the Vortex, she couldn't move due to the stress her body was going through, her body seemed surrounded in a hurricane of golden energy.

Robin was right at the centre of it next to her.

What's.. happening.. was the last she could hear herself say before something shifted in her. Something changed, something evolved, something new was created.

"You are looking at Time itself, Sisilaya. We are the Lords of Time," he said in a rhythmic, ritualistic tone. "We hung the Framework of Causality and Anchored the Threads of History."

Her human DNA had shifted, thanks to the sight of the vast Schism before her the dormant Chameleon Arched human DNA had activated, overriding her human DNA. The string evolved and melded itself to the other Sidhe DNA. She had suddenly become half Tuatha Dé Danann, half Time Lord. Or better explained, a Sidhe Time Lord. The same way the Time Lords evolved from humans, an extra strain evolving around the existing human DNA, so had the new Time Lord DNA done to her Sidhe DNA, what she had inherited from her mother.

No one knew if this was a combination that could hold.

"Time is our Birthright and our Duty. Time is our Destiny and our Fate. Time is ours."

The golden light died down to show her form again, Robin's voice washing over her.. Her skin was pale aglow, fair with her eyes still alight with shock. Her hair seemed to defy gravity, like when the TARDIS had taken control over her, but this time it was clear green eyes that stared into the vortex.

"Time is yours, Sisilaya, Cousin of the House Unmade." He almost choked on the next words. "Look deep, Cousin Sisilaya. Look upon your Fate and your Destiny. Look upon your Duty and your Birthright."

Her breath suddenly hitched in her throat.

His face twisted with emotion. "Look deep," he whispered, "Look deep, and come back to me."

It took a moment of silence, a moment of looking into the Vortex before a smile came to her previously shocked face. A smile that brightened her life. Throwing her head back she laughed, merrily, her hair dancing around her face as golden glow emitted from her skin. The sound echoed, like music, bouncing off the TARDIS walls. A laughter like song. A Fae song.

The Dreamweaver had been born.

[Alec Harrison]

Alec tilted his head. Why was it that whenever he was with the Meddler people seemed to explode? He lifted an arm to cover his and Sarah's eyes. Even as he felt the light, an arm drifted protectively around Sarah's waist, gently pulling her closer to him. The radiance was strange, it tugged at him mentally, and he could see into Sisi's mind. His jaw dropped. Only one thing had managed to slip through. 
"Daughter of Xandavier... And my sister...." well, half sister, obviously. Otherwise she'd be a pure Galifreyan.

Alec turned his head to Sarah. 
"Are you alright?" he asked.

He hoped she was, it was his fault if she wasn't. Completely. He should've seen this coming. There was really no excuse.

[Sarah Jane]

The room exploded with light but not with sound. Not with any sort of blast but a penetrating light. A little shriek of surprise came out of her, but Alec's hand was quick to cover her eyes. The light was so bright she could practically see his bones right through her own lids and his flesh. His arm tucked her in close to him and she didn't care about anything else. Nor was she worried. They had found each other.

The sounds of retching faded, and so did the light. It was there conversation that alerted her again that she was in a strange TARDIS with people she knew not. People who had apparently cast a spell on her. Thank goodness she didn't have to be here alone. When the light faded, when Alec let go of his hand across her eyes, his voice took the last of her concerns away. She blinked her eyes open. They were a little dazzled, but fine.

"Alec, I'm fine, are you all right, honey?" That last word seemed to blurt itself out on it's own. She clung to him because she could.

[The First Doctor]

Explosive golden radiances were not any part of the Initiation. The Meddler was sure of that. Well, except for Athenanegeria, whose hearts had stopped. She'd ended... up...

"Eye of Harmony," he swore. Sisilaya was Regenerating.

"Are you all right?" he heard Alec ask.

"No she bloody well isn't!" the Meddler snarled back, not noticing who the question was directed towards.

He'd seen people Regenerate before, but he'd never touched anyone going through the process. And when he'd done it himself, he'd been a little busy to really pay attention. He'd never noticed that the energy release made your skin tingle, or that the Regenerator's body felt as if every muscle was writhing and twitching.

"Alec, I'm fine, are you all right, honey?" he heard Sarah say.

"Right," the Meddler muttered, "Don't mind us. Just a major medical situation going on here."

If she was a Time Lord, he wouldn't be concerned at all. But, despite his comments about the polymorphic nature of Time Lord DNA - something he'd said during the short span when he'd thought he might be her father - she wasn't. She was half-human, half-Sidhe. He knew what was happening, but not whether she would survive it.

"Focus, Sisilaya," he whispered to her, "You can get through this." Can she? he wondered. "Don't fight it - it's perfectly natural." Is it?

And then, still glowing, her hair drifting in unfelt winds, she began to laugh.

"Sisilaya?" he asked, concerned as he felt her body temperature begin to drop away from the absurdly warm human norm. "Sisilaya? can you hear me?"

[Sisilaya Vulmecura]

"Focus, Sisilaya," he whispered to her, "You can get through this."
"Don't fight it - it's perfectly natural."

And perhaps it was. The feeling that was coursing through her felt like the buzz of power she had first felt when the Specialist had gifted her a massive amount of energy. Yet this time, she was in control of it and it felt fantastic.

Yet, her laughter soon died a she winced in pain, the full power of the regeneration energy trying to consume her, trying to break out of the healing cycle. Her skin tingled, she faintly remembered looking at her hands, glowing golden. I'm cooking was the first thing that came to her mind before she doubled over and screamed.

Suddenly her body was ripped out of perspective, turning multi dimensional. Height, width and depth suddenly became irrelevant, she was all and nothing at the same time, the air around her vibrating. Her body was not quite there any more, yet at the same time it was. She was energy and solidity at the same time.

A Sidhe true form.

It was a good thing Alec had Sarah's eyes covered or she would have fainted on the spot from sensory overload.

But something was different, the air grew thick as the energy around her started to move slower and slower, like in slow motion. Even the change of air that had been whipping at Robin's hair was making him seem like he was floating in water.

The Time Lord strain was the thing making her Sidhe form worse so to say, it added the extra link of Time.

Suddenly she gasped and everything seemed to revert back into her, like she imploded with a sudden time and space suction. Suddenly everything had turned to normal, eerily normal. What was left was Sisi, her hair dishevelled and her cheeks flushed pink as she gasped for breath, bordering hyperventilating. She panted in short gasps as wide green eyes stared ahead of her, into the schism again. It took her a moment to realise she was being held and her eyes slowly turned to the face of the Meddler, her mouth still slightly parted in shock, her green eyes wide.

Green eyes that now held a strange swirling motion within them, a reminder of the Schism before them.

Something that was generally only seen in Time Lords.

[The First Doctor]

This is not normal, the Meddler thought. People don't explode during the Initiation... And yet, that seemed to be what Sisilaya was doing.

Because there was no other way to describe what was happening.

No other sane way, anyway. It was as if something was taking the Fourier transform of her biodata signal and altering the constituent frequencies. And that was meaningless.

Wasn't it?

For a hearts-stopping instant, she even ceased to be a physical being in any meaningful sense. Just energy and information, a vast presence that...

"Rassilon," he blasphemed. A presence that was a Sidhe.

Suddenly she gasped and everything seemed to revert back into her, like she imploded with a sudden time and space suction. Suddenly everything had turned to normal, eerily normal. What was left was Sisi, her hair dishevelled and her cheeks flushed pink as she gasped for breath, bordering hyperventilating. She panted in short gasps as wide green eyes stared ahead of her, into the schism again. It took her a moment to realise she was being held and her eyes slowly turned to the face of the Meddler, her mouth still slightly parted in shock, her green eyes wide.

"Sisilaya?" he asked, pulling her away from the door. He released her, and forced the door shut with the manual overrides. "Sisilaya?" he repeated, crouching in front of her, "You did it. I don't know what you did, exactly, but you..."

And then, looking into her eyes, he saw it. The orange-gold echo of the Vortex, dancing in her emerald eyes. Fascinated, he stared into a face at once utterly familiar and utterly alien. Without even realizing what he was doing, he reached out, wanting to touch her...

There was a noise, a gentle sighing, from elsewhere in the room. The Meddler looked up and his jaw dropped as he saw Alec and Sarah, wrapped together, kissing passionately.

(OOC: Edits available upon request, but I figured what the heck? This is a broad romantic farce, and it's time for someone else to have problems...)

[Alec Harrison]

Sisi, right now, was undeniably amazing. She wasn't even a full Timelord and she was in complete control of the energy. Now she indeed could be considered a child of Galifrey.

"Yes dear, I'm okay. Are you two alright?" it was a stupid question, but in his mind a valid one.

Even plumified, he was as much of a geek as ever.
"Should we run a forensics check? There is no telling what manner of Sidhe spirits could've affected her mind."

The Timelord tilted his head slightly. Never had such events transpired.

Then, he looked over at Sarah. Was this the plum, or had he wanted to do this since the first time he met her in her brownstone home? Either way, the next thing he knew his fingers were running through her hair, his lips meeting hers passionately.

[Sisilaya Vulmecura]

To be honest, she was scared. She had no idea what had exactly happened, but she could feel from the humming in her body that something drastic did happen. She had not fought Robin as he pulled her away from the door, closing the TARDIS doors once again, taking the Schism that had started everything away from her.

"Sisilaya?" he repeated, crouching in front of her, "You did it. I don't know what you did, exactly, but you..."

His words were cut off the moment he looked into her eyes and she wondered vaguely what was there that would make him cut off his sentence like that. Yet, when he reached out and touched her cheek she sucked in a breath, closing her eyes. What she felt was much more intense then she had ever felt before and the feelings washed over her like being submerged in warm water. She could smell the Meddler, his scent of burning timber and musk, reminding her of the woodlands in autumn. She could hear his two heartbeats as he closed in, feel the heat radiating off his hand against her pale skin soaking it in. She groaned softly and turned her face to the palm of his hand, nuzzling indulgently, leaving open mouthed kisses.

She was too consumed by Robin's presence to even notice the two people sharing a passionate kiss, too consumed to realize the energy started shifting about her again as she lost herself to Robin's touch on her skin and his presence surrounding her, too consumed to notice her pheromones started to release again in waves.

By Danu, she was so tired, but he brought her such comfort.

[The First Doctor]

"Alec?" called the Meddler, trying to interrupt things. "Sarah Jane Smith? Hello?" His thoughts stumbled and his breath as Sisilaya placed her hand over his and rubbed her cheek against his palm. He half-heartedly attempted to pull his hand from her grip, and failed.

"Oi!" he shouted as their kiss deepened, "That's the plum talking!" No response, other than his own rapidly increasing pulses rate. "I swear, if you two don't pay attention, I'm going to trigger the fire suppressant systems!"

She groaned softly and turned her face to the palm of his hand, nuzzling indulgently, leaving open mouthed kisses.

He shivered as the sensation shot right through him, pooling like liquid fire in his abdomen. His own words, and the feel of her lips and teeth against flesh of his palm, turned his mind traitor. For a moment an image of Sisilaya, clothes wet and clinging to her body, flashed through his thoughts.

"Sisilaya?" he said, trying to distract himself from an extremely promising line of thought, "You need to stop that." No you don't, his own mind countered. "Really, you do." No, really, you don't. "We need to help Alec and Sarah." They seem like they're doing fine on their own. Just fine.

His next sentence was lost to a short groan of pleasure as she nipped at his hand again. He shook his head, trying to clear it. All right, he thought, this isn't working. Except that it is. Extremely well.

He forced himself to stand up, getting an arm under her shoulders and helping her stand as well. "Come on," he insisted, "We've... got... to..."

Somehow, she had turned his efforts to bring her to her feet into an embrace. Or had he done that? He wasn't certain. But he could feel the muscles moving under her soft skin and the thin fabric of her clothes as she pressed against him, feel her heartbeat against his chest. Her copper hair tickled the skin of his hands, and her breath was warm against his lips.

"...do... something..?" he finished.

[Sarah Jane]

As she stood there in the protection of Alec's arms as he spoke to the other couple, was that she'd never realized before how considerate he was. When his brilliance was aimed at a worthy cause, it was lovely as well. Everyone knew how she enjoyed brilliant men. She watched his lips as he spoke, and thrilled at the rumble of his voice against her as they held on to each other. My goodness, she thought, he looked so very much like Captain Kirk from this angle!



This thought made a thrill of excitement ripple through her. She had always found Captain Kirk quite a figure of a man. Hot, well, HOT, she confessed to herself. Then Alec was turning back to her. He captured her into a tenderly demanding kiss, his hands in her hair. Her own hands surged up around his sides to cling around his muscled back as she melted against him.

Their kiss was deep, and mind blowing. The kiss she had always longed for. In the tiny moments that she had to break for air, All she could do was gasp in a breath, and murmur his name against his lips.

She wished that other man would just shut up. Music would have been nicer. The warmth and desperation she and Alec shared was enough distraction to fairly well ignore his muted complaints..

[Alec Harrison]

Pass.

[Sisilaya Vulmecura]

Sisi frowned as Robin shouted at the other two, the sound making her head throb. Everything was so much more sensitive now. Her scent (even though she didn't mind being able to smell Robin this well, she could also faintly distinguish the scent of the other two persons in the room) her hearing and sensation of feeling had all been heightened. Not to mention how strong she could feel the TARDIS presence now, it was almost overwhelming.

"Sisilaya?" he said, trying to distract himself from an extremely promising line of thought, "You need to stop that." No you don't, his own mind countered. "Really, you do." No, really, you don't. "We need to help Alec and Sarah."

"Is that all?" She said quietly, her eyes still swirling with a combination of her own and Vortex energy opened and looked over to the couple kissing like their life depended on it. It sent a shiver down her spine seeing those two, a faint hint of jealousy. She raised her chin, sucking in air like she was drinking through a straw. Only the motion caused the plum 'magic' to return to her, little trails of golden mist leaving them and coming to gather around her to soak into her skin.

She was full Sidhe now, so the energy had very little effect to her.

He forced himself to stand up, getting an arm under her shoulders and helping her stand as well. "Come on," he insisted, "We've... got... to..."

Somehow, she had turned his efforts to bring her to her feet into an embrace. Or had he done that? He wasn't certain. But he could feel the muscles moving under her soft skin and the thin fabric of her clothes as she pressed against him, feel her heartbeat against his chest. Her copper hair tickled the skin of his hands, and her breath was warm against his lips.

"...do... something..?" he finished.

Even though the plum magic had been removed from the handsome Time Lord and the young beautiful human woman, the catalyst had only been removed, not the product of it. It would probably take a while for them to kick in what was going on, probably when their hormones would calm down.. if ever. Usually once humans started it was very hard for them to stop due to their own bodies needs.

Her face turned back to Robin, now in his arms, their faces close. Her arms were hanging onto his shoulders, her body was still weak from the transformation, but mostly it was the hazy state of her mind in combination with the fatigue was what kept her from standing straight, the newly acquired Sidhe sensations hard to cope with with such a tired mind.

"I removed the plum magic, they will realize what is going on when they do. Did you know you smell so good?" She said before she buried her face in his neck, nuzzling the sensitive skin there like a cat would nuzzle it's master in greeting.

Somewhere along her tongue ran up that sensitive skin, her teeth grazing gently.

[The First Doctor]

He watched, fascinated, as Sisilaya inhaled, drawing a faint golden mist across the room and into her lungs. Alternative sciences had always been a hobby of his, and he appreciated seeing them in action.

Her face turned back to Robin, now in his arms, their faces close. Her arms were hanging onto his shoulders, her body was still weak from the transformation, but mostly it was the hazy state of her mind in combination with the fatigue was what kept her from standing straight, the newly acquired Sidhe sensations hard to cope with with such a tired mind.

"I removed the plum magic, they will realize what is going on when they do. Did you know you smell so good?" She said before she buried her face in his neck, nuzzling the sensitive skin there like a cat would nuzzle it's master in greeting.

"Uhm... I do?" His voice came out as a surprised squeak.

Somewhere along her tongue ran up that sensitive skin, her teeth grazing gently.

Fire seemed to follow the path of her tongue and teeth, fire that raced through his veins and threatened to burn his reason and discipline - and maybe even his sanity - to ash. A low, shuddering groan escaped him as his perceptions fell inward, contracting his universe to the woman in his arms.

Many a time, the Meddler had been accused of recklessness, of madcap tampering with forces beyond his control, of reckless disregard and wild abandon. These accusations missed a single, important point about the Renegade Time Lord. He was a schemer, a plotter. Whenever possible, every action he considered was checked and rechecked until he was certain to a proverbial nineteen decimals about the results.

Discipline.

Control.

Words that were suddenly ash and gall in his mouth.

Let tomorrow care for itself, for once, he decided.

With cheek and hand he nudged her mouth from his throat, eliciting a small, disappointed sound from her that vanished as his lips found hers. He caressed the line of her jaw and the side of her throat, then cupped the back of her head as he deepened the kiss.

His free hand slowly slid down her back, feeling the interplay of curves, then tugging at the cream-colored blouse until he found the warm skin at the small of her back. With fingertips and nails he traced intricate patterns, looping like Celtic knotwork.

She was like wine, mulled wine spiced with cinnamon, and he couldn't get enough of her.

(OOC: Respiratory bypass. It's not just for not being strangled... )

[Sarah Jane]

Alec.
So warm. So heavenly fragranced. So smart and strong and kissing her in such a way that her knees nearly gave and she swayed against him. Alec. Time Lord. Traveler.

Alec who had tried to kill her.
And tried again, despicably.

Dark Lord.

She was kissing the Dark Lord.

Her kiss faltered, then she is pushing away from him, taking a few steps away, looking at him with condemnation, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Then she really sees the other two for the first time. She recognizes the red haired woman from the fruit stand. It also comes to her attention that she really is inside a strange TARDIS.

"Oh fine." She said with some disgust. "Everyone make fun of the human.".

[Alec Harrison]

Even as Sisi took the plum magic out of his system, he backed away from Sarah, his hands gripping her shoulders and forcing her away. Unfortunately, his body couldn't take it. He had come to his senses, and it hurt. The Timelord let loose a howl of pain as visible electricity sparked near and inside his head.

What hurt worse than that was what else she had taken from him. His dignity. He fell against the console, his arms straightening to keep him from falling over.
"You took advantage of me," he growled, "You messed with my head!"

His anger was as visible as the energy that swirled near his head.
"But you didn't stop there. You didn't pick up some random earth woman, no... You created an artificial relationship between me, and Sarah Jane Smith!"

He turned his head and looked over at the two, and what were they doing? Snogging their heads off, of course.
"You incestial daughter of a cockroach!" he didn't stop to think that it made him a son of a cockroach, by those thoughts weren't vital right now.

He collapsed against the console, smoke rising from the electrocuted Galifreyan.