Belle Deveraux @ABookishRose

@AChildishDream Monsieur Gaston is a very determined man. Though.. I have to say.. [Her lips quirk into an amused smile, the gentle rush of water heard as they walk closer to the riverbed] I admire his persistence, as galling as it may be.

Doctor.. [Her voice touches @AChildishDream like a cool, autumn breeze and haunts his dreams. It has been a long time since he’s entertained the young beauty, tasted fresh bread, or danced underneath the stars.]

@AChildishDream [She takes his arm with no hesitation whatsoever, leading the way past her vegetable garden and through the cast iron fence. The dirt path underneath their feet is strewn with colorful leaves] The further from town, the better. I do not think *Gaston* would be happy to see my -

@AChildishDream [The TARDIS noise is mistaken for an autumn breeze as Belle sits comfortably by the fireplace, reading and embracing the warmth. Though, the knock at the door surprises her.] I wonder.. [She stands, but not without saving her place, and floats towards the door. The young beauty -

@AChildishDream "*Oh.*" Belle jumps into the Doctor's arms, her feet lifted from the ground. Their embrace is warm, strong, and makes up for lost time. "I have missed you, too. So very much."

@AChildishDream She smiles bemusedly, and with just a hint of relief. "You haven't changed a bit."

@AChildishDream Belle straightens up at the knock, startled and uncertain. How long had it been? What if he was a different man? The brunette worries, among many other things, until she finds herself at the door. And opening it to welcome this wonderfully mad man back into her story. "Doctor?"

@AChildishDream - apron and then the window, cleaning away the frost for a better view.

@AChildishDream Listening to a spirited tune from one of her Papa's music boxes, Belle dances around the kitchen with a mixing bowl and spoon. She nearly drops everything, however, when she spots a telltale blue box outside her window. "Impossible." The beauty wipes her hands against her -