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taxonomites2010-03-19 05:28 pm
ipseite) wrote in taxonomites2010-03-19 05:28 pm
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o12 ♣ tell me something dangerous and true [ location :: wayne manor ] [ morgana, bruce, angelus ]
The past weeks have been- well, they've certainly been, haven't they. Petra's spent much of her time at work with one thing or the other, but it was with no small amount of relief that she left the direct handling of their prisoner in the hands of Jack Benjamin; certainly she's still holding his leash, but she's very interested to see how the young man in question handles authority. And, of course, it reduces the necessity of Petra's own direct contact with the Doctor - she'd like very much to help him, so far as she can, but that might be more difficult if she found herself compelled by impulse to shove the wand that she has from Professor Snape somewhere very uncomfortable.
...still, spreading tasks around (the Doctor's recent escape pinches her brows together, but Jack is handling it capably- she makes a mental note to invite Dr Yilmaz to share Master Wayne's wine at her earliest convenience) frees up some of her time, enough that she can finally make good on her promise to Lady Morgana. Speaking of Master Wayne, Petra glances at the device he gave her when they met and tucks it into a coin purse before she lets the maid lace her up and tidy her hair.
Her ventures outside the walls have remained few and far between; part of that has been the unsuitability of transport in Taxon. Without horses to drive the carriages (she's had a thought, but only a vague and half-formed one that's hardly top of her priority list), she relies on Extras bearing the palanquin that her sister-in-law was so pleased with, and without a hint of shame uses the inconvenience of traveling that way as an excuse not to do it at all. Watching the late afternoon 'bustle' of Taxon through a gap in the curtains as she crosses the city, Petra concedes to herself that it might be better if she tried a little harder. At least Master Wayne's home looks unobjectionable, as she approaches it- actually, she quite approves, and continues to do so after she arrives, expected, and Master Wayne sees her up to Morgana's room.
"My dear girl," she greets her, smiling, once they're alone with the one Extra who came in with her waiting outside the door with her cloak.
...still, spreading tasks around (the Doctor's recent escape pinches her brows together, but Jack is handling it capably- she makes a mental note to invite Dr Yilmaz to share Master Wayne's wine at her earliest convenience) frees up some of her time, enough that she can finally make good on her promise to Lady Morgana. Speaking of Master Wayne, Petra glances at the device he gave her when they met and tucks it into a coin purse before she lets the maid lace her up and tidy her hair.
Her ventures outside the walls have remained few and far between; part of that has been the unsuitability of transport in Taxon. Without horses to drive the carriages (she's had a thought, but only a vague and half-formed one that's hardly top of her priority list), she relies on Extras bearing the palanquin that her sister-in-law was so pleased with, and without a hint of shame uses the inconvenience of traveling that way as an excuse not to do it at all. Watching the late afternoon 'bustle' of Taxon through a gap in the curtains as she crosses the city, Petra concedes to herself that it might be better if she tried a little harder. At least Master Wayne's home looks unobjectionable, as she approaches it- actually, she quite approves, and continues to do so after she arrives, expected, and Master Wayne sees her up to Morgana's room.
"My dear girl," she greets her, smiling, once they're alone with the one Extra who came in with her waiting outside the door with her cloak.