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The room is comfortable, quiet and peaceful. Airy, with no mustiness, for all that it doesn't feel lived-in.

Mostly what it's been used for, these last few months, hasn't involved much of peace and comfort.

Simon unlocks the door, one arm around River in his habitual soothing guidance, and the group files in. Roland gestures to the round sofa with a jerk of his chin; the younger Tams are already settling into place there. The others follow suit.

Date: 2005-07-19 06:07 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lastgunslinger
Silently, Roland stands and goes to the window, facing the outside, hands clasped behind his back.

Date: 2005-07-19 06:13 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] simon_doctor
Levelly: "Get up."

He's looking down at his father and sister, and it's possibly not clear which of them he's speaking to.

"Please let's get this over with."

Date: 2005-07-19 06:24 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] gabriel_tam
His stillness is sudden and absolute, even as River tenses beside him. Slowly, Gabriel reaches down and takes her shoulders, easing her away from him, and then gets to his feet.

He doesn't look down at her, nor does he say a word to Simon. Instead, he turns to look at Zoe, Roland, and Cuthbert in turn.

"I think I've taken quite enough of your time this evening." A pause. "I don't foresee this being a problem in the future, however."

"Gentlemen, ladies, I wish you all the best. Goodbye, and good luck." It's very professional, very smoothly corporate. Get the deal done, then walk away.

And walk away is just what Gabriel Tam does, heading for the door.

Date: 2005-07-19 06:35 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] simon_doctor
"Bà..."

Gabriel Tam stops. And stands for a moment, and turn slowly to look at his son.

Who is already lowering his gaze.

"Zhùyì."

Date: 2005-07-19 06:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] key-youth-bert.livejournal.com
As River first goes to her father, Cuthbert swallows hard, and looks away.

After everything that's happened, River Tam still remembers the face of her father.

Then, as Roland walks to the window, turning away from the scene and staying that way even as River sits curled up, his brow furrows.

Date: 2005-07-19 06:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] righthandwoman.livejournal.com
Zoe watches the scene in silence, her face mostly impassive.

Then, as Gabriel walks toward the door and River huddles where she's been left...

Someone else might hesitate. Might wait for Simon to go to her, or hold back on the thought that she might flinch away, not accepting comfort.

Zoe crosses to River's side without hesitance and bends down, smoothing her hair back with one hand.

"Hey. It's gonna be okay, kid."

Date: 2005-07-19 06:53 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] gabriel_tam
He is still looking at Simon, who is no longer meeting his gaze. Quietly,

"I will."

A pause. "You'll take care of her." It's as near as he can get to a request, but there's a clear certainty in the statement as well.

Gabriel turns to leave once more, but stops when Cuthbert says firmly, "We'll see you out."

Date: 2005-07-19 07:06 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] simon_doctor
Down the stairs, and through the main barroom in a close knot, in a direct line for the door, ignoring the stares, ignoring the merrymaking going on all around them.

Simon doesn't see Kaylee until she's right beside him, looking up into his face with searching concern. He says nothing to her either, but takes her hand. Clutches it, really.

Please let's get this over with.

The front door opens in front of Gabriel Tam. And closes again behind him.

There is no goodbye.

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