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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.
[location]
There are another few minutes of stillness, of blessed quiet after what can most kindly be called screeching, and River twitches and tenses through them well enough before choking out another, "duì bu qǐ," as she tries to rearrange herself into less of a pile and more of a sister. A girl that sits and is sorry for being a pile of unhelpful and crazy.
Because obviously what these two need more of between them right now is guilt and apologies.
[location]
"Dummy." Simon whispers it softly, still stroking River's back and rocking her gently, sighing a little as the uncooperative bundle of limbs is less bathed cat and more little sister again. "I'll always take care of you."
Oh, obviously.