River Tam (
river_meimei) wrote2007-04-20 01:48 am
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[After talking to Faith.]
If she passed anyone in her sobbing, blind flight from the cargo bay to the passenger dorm, River doesn't know it. Probably doesn't care.
The door of her bunk is hanging half open.
River herself is huddled in one of the smallest smuggling niches inside the wall by the engine room, wrapped in her brown duster. She wasn't wearing it in Milliways, and it's only draped around her shoulders now, the long tails straggling around her. She's crying helplessly, bitterly, in choking gasps of sobs.
A trick of the cooling conduits that snake through this corner: it's cold.
If she passed anyone in her sobbing, blind flight from the cargo bay to the passenger dorm, River doesn't know it. Probably doesn't care.
The door of her bunk is hanging half open.
River herself is huddled in one of the smallest smuggling niches inside the wall by the engine room, wrapped in her brown duster. She wasn't wearing it in Milliways, and it's only draped around her shoulders now, the long tails straggling around her. She's crying helplessly, bitterly, in choking gasps of sobs.
A trick of the cooling conduits that snake through this corner: it's cold.
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They're both phased by this point, air as solid beneath them as the floor was. Kate hasn't noticed this. She's also no less firmly holding River.
Right now, that's what matters.
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River's crumpled huddle is looser now with weariness; crying wears you out, and she's no longer straining into herself with the white-knuckled tension of before.
Her eyes are closed. She sniffles, and she breathes, and every so often another tear slips down onto her knees or Kate's.
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There's no rush, and--really.
There's no where else in this universe she should be beyond here.
(It's almost funny with how true that is.)
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"She said."
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It's just what's true.
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Her coat drapes around her body and over Kate's thighs, the long tails hanging down to trail through the insulating tiles of the floor.
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Instead she holds River till her arms ache and closes her eyes.
She doesn't know what set this off, really, but she has her own things to remember, too.