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Revision as of 14:22, 26 February 2012

For the spaceship, see SS Madame De Pompadour.

Jeanne-Antoinette Poisson (17211764), often known as Reinette or Madame de Pompadour, was a famous courtesan and the famous mistress of King Louis XV of France.

Biography

The Tenth Doctor met and romanced Reinette at several times during her life as a result of time manipulation by the Clockwork Robots. She called the Doctor "my lonely angel". Using his Time Lord abilities, he examined Reinette's mind to look at her past experiences. It was not long before the Doctor realised that Reinette was also using this opportunity to gaze within the Doctor's mind at his lonely childhood. When he asked Reinette how she managed that, she said that "a door once opened may be stepped through in either direction."

When the Doctor was stranded in the 18th century, she showed him a way back to his original time. The Doctor invited her to travel with him but, due to the time differential, she died before she could do so.

In the 51st century, the starship SS Madame De Pompadour was named for her. Reinette herself would briefly set foot upon the vessel when she stepped through one of the time portals that had been created on the vessel. (DW: The Girl in the Fireplace)

Letter to the Doctor

My dear Doctor: the path has never seemed more slow, and yet I fear I am nearing its end. Reason tells me that you and I are unlikely to meet again, but I think I shall not listen to reason. I have seen the world inside your head and know that all things are possible. Hurry though, my love: my days grow shorter now, and I am so very weak. Godspeed, my lonely angel.

Jeanne-Antoinette Poisson