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taxonomites2009-07-24 12:13 pm
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[holo] if you tell me where you're going i'll tell you where you're bound
Simon is dragged into Taxon mid-eyebrow raise. "Yes, of course, captain." There's no mistaking the sarcasm in his tone. "And would you like me to--"
He breaks off, looking around. It only takes a moment for his expression to shift from barely contained irritation and impatience to worry. "River?"
That worry is slowly ratcheting up into panic. "Mei mei, answer me."
When no answer is forthcoming, Simon sags just a little, his face going grey. They can't have captured them. There had to have been a warning of some kind; it's not as if the Alliance can simply... take them, without anyone realizing. He has to push away the thoughts of what they did to River, the havoc they wreaked on her mind; if anyone could do it, it would be the Alliance. But he can't have failed her again.
"Tiānsà de èmó," he mutters, panic hardening into anger and resolve. If the gŏushĭ bùrú Alliance is behind this, he'll find a way to get her out, again. He'll do anything to keep River safe.
Glancing around, he sees the tablet, and slips it in his pocket before heading down the steps and towards the door.
He breaks off, looking around. It only takes a moment for his expression to shift from barely contained irritation and impatience to worry. "River?"
That worry is slowly ratcheting up into panic. "Mei mei, answer me."
When no answer is forthcoming, Simon sags just a little, his face going grey. They can't have captured them. There had to have been a warning of some kind; it's not as if the Alliance can simply... take them, without anyone realizing. He has to push away the thoughts of what they did to River, the havoc they wreaked on her mind; if anyone could do it, it would be the Alliance. But he can't have failed her again.
"Tiānsà de èmó," he mutters, panic hardening into anger and resolve. If the gŏushĭ bùrú Alliance is behind this, he'll find a way to get her out, again. He'll do anything to keep River safe.
Glancing around, he sees the tablet, and slips it in his pocket before heading down the steps and towards the door.
[voice]
Well, we used it, a lot back in the day...which is the present for me. Man this is fucking weird. But, yeah. History repeats. Basically it.
[voice]
It's... not an untrue statement.
[voice]
That's what I'm worried about.
[voice]
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--
[Sigh, because again, his talent for upsetting people is quite singular.]
I'm sure-- whatever it is you're worried about, it's-- well.
[Trailing off now, Simon sucks at this.]
[voice]
Nothing out of the ordinary, Rocketman. But I'll leave the weepy tale for another time.
[And she was totally just going to suggest getting coffee but that's a date thing and boys are gross.]