Below are the 4 most recent journal entries recorded in Anne Miles' InsaneJournal:

Monday, January 21st, 2008
12:01 pm	A Story of Anne ( Cut for vague spoilers for TW 2.01 'Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang' ) (Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 9th, 2008
10:42 pm	A Story of Anne Dreaming? "Anne?" The touch on her shoulder and the quiet voice dragged her attention from the mound of soil, and Anne shook her head, wondering for a moment if everything had just been a dream. It didn't feel quite real, fragmented and faded. "You looked like you were miles and ages away." Her mother searched her face, concern in her expression. "Are you all right?" "I'm fine, mum." Anne smiled, reaching out to hold her mother's hand for a moment, trying to convince her that she was telling the truth. "Really." And she did feel better than she had moments earlier. More rested and centered than she had when she woke up that morning. Maybe her subconscious had decided she needed that moment to zone out. Though she hoped her shields hadn't faltered, when she knew there would be at least one Time Agent at the funeral. "Come on, darling. When is the last time you ate a proper meal? Or got a full night's sleep?" Jenia gave her daughter a knowing look, squeezing her hand back, clinging to the connection for a moment. "I've hired a new chef since you've been gone. He does the most equisite things with spices. And I won't have you sleeping at that hotel tonight. Come home, sleep at home, in your own bed. You need to sleep, darling." "Mother, I'm fine, really. I don't want to impose, and I'm quite fine at the hotel." Anne pulled away a little, shaking her head. "I'll come for dinner, though, I promise." "You won't." Jenia held her eyes, dissapointment on her face. "You'll just go back to Earth and that Academy, and bury yourself in your work again. Just like you did after that boy died. You can't keep doing that, Anne." "I'll be fine, mother." Anne turned away, sighing. "I'll be there for dinner, my word on that. But I won't stay. I have students to teach, and I'm not going to take more time out of their classes than I already have." The right words for who she was, the words an Agent would need to hear from her. "See that do." Jenia turned away, her shoulders slumping slightly, and Anne held back a sigh, her expression smooth. No matter what, she couldn't loose herself in any emotion. Not now. She had a reputation to restore for a dead man, for his family's sake. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 18th, 2007
7:50 am	A Story of Anne Hero Anne took a deep breath before stepping through the door, ignoring the hostile and angry glares directed at her as she walked towards the open casket at the front of the small building. She looked down at the pale face, familiar features that looked unreal without a personality to animate them. She didn't reach out to stroke back a lock of hair, didn't lean down to press a last gentle kiss to the corner of the no longer grinning lips. Didn't do anything but look, and wonder what had led him to that sattelite so far in his future, only to die at the hands of monsters that only existed in nightmares and horror stories. Or should have. "Goodbye, my young friend," she murmured, curling her fingers around the edge of the casket, fighting the urge to reach out one last time. "I hope, somehow, you found what you searched for. And if nothing else, you died fighting, died a hero." "What is the use of dying a hero? Your Agency has still stolen my baby boy." Anne turned to look at the man who stood at the end of the casket, meeting James' bitter expression with a calm she didn't really feel. "The Time Agency did not kill Dirk, James. They did not send him to the time and place of his death, they did not bring the Daleks into existance, they did not fire the weapon that killed him. This is not their doing." "They stripped him of memories, his name, and branded him a criminal!" James clenched his hands into fists, his eyes bright with tears he wouldn't shed. Anne said nothing, merely holding his gaze, waiting. There was nothing she could say to refute his words, nothing she could say to defend the Agency when she knew as well as James that Dirk could not have done what the Agency claimed he had done. Couldn't defend an organization she no longer entirely trusted, but couldn't escape. "I'm not here as a professor of the Acadamy, James." Anne finally spoke, pitching her voice low, her tone calm, though an edge crept into it despite her effort. "I am here as a friend of Dirk's, to say goodbye, and to help send him off. Don't deny him the chance to have those who loved him here for each other." The knuckles of James' hands turned white as he clenched them tighter for a moment, before nodding curtly, giving her leave to stay. Anne returned the gesture, and gave one last look into the face of her best student. "I'll give him back his good name if I can, James. Dirk deserves that, at the very least." (Comment on this)
Friday, December 14th, 2007
8:32 am	Name: Anne Miles, or Arjana Age: 51 Height: 5ft 4in Point taken from canon timeline, or nature of AU-ness: Alternate Universe, Story being worked on in this journal Anne is an original character who resides in the fifty-first century, and currently lives on Earth, outside of London. In her universe, she taught the Time Agent who would become Captain Jack Harkness while he was training, and gave him an extensive education on sexuality and courtship across time. (Mind, this was theoretical knowledge, and practical experience is acquired on the job, and in dealing with agents already in the field. Their teacher was off-limits, her rules.) The name she uses as a trainer with the Time Agency is Arjana, as Agency policy is that agents don't know the real names of their trainers, or each other. Trainers who are brought in from outside the Agency, instead of from the ranks of active agents are allowed to choose a name their students will know them as. Brief Personality Description: Reserved and professional around her students and other trainers at the Time Agency. When out and about, she's energetic, outgoing, generous, and diplomatic. She tends to be a bit of a sensualist and willing to flirt back at anyone who flirts with her. Brief History: Born on a colony planet, she was sent to Earth as a child to be educated in the best schools money could afford. When she reached university, and chose a career, she decided to study anthropology, focusing on sexuality and courtship. She was fascinated by how people behaved about sex and related to each other in the past, and her own time. She took a sabbatical before her final year, invited by the Time Agency to acquire some hands-on experience, in return for her applying her knowledge and skills in training agents how to use sexuality and courtship rituals as a tool to getting their missions accomplished with a minimum of historical interference. She has taught Time Agents for twenty-five years, and recently took a leave of absence to return home for her father's funeral. She doesn't know how she's ended up here from there. Player: Morgyn (Post here has contact info and current active character list) (6 Comments |Comment on this)