Rose was getting worried. Ami was trying to comfort Tara, who appeared in the thros of a nightmare.
At least she was just weeping. Not thrashing and screaming. She'd woken up to the occasional scream in the last eighteen months. She always found him thrashing as if fighting something off, or trying to put out flames. But Tara's quiet weeping was just as disturbing in its own way.
"She's not waking up." Rose set aside her food and moved closer to Ami and Tara.
River started to rock back and forth, weeping as well. "Not even a bone in the cupboard, so the dog had none. Empty and hollow, a husk. Needs filling, fill me up, don't leave me a pretend girl."
Rose looked up at River. "What? She's not... like... in her body? Is that what you're sayin'?"
River gave her a Duh look, eerily simalar to the Doctor's when he'd just speiled out something at 90 miles an hour and expected you to keep up.
"No spirit agriculturist present. Soul resides. Pale rider symbology does not apply, as he went elsewere for now. No, she is hollowed out, poured to the ground till only the vessle remains. It hurts. Make it stop before the void consumes all." REiver had not ceased her rocking and weeping in time with Tara as she spoke.
[Rose] A little adventure never hurt anyone, right?
Date: 2006-10-16 01:15 am (UTC)At least she was just weeping. Not thrashing and screaming. She'd woken up to the occasional scream in the last eighteen months. She always found him thrashing as if fighting something off, or trying to put out flames. But Tara's quiet weeping was just as disturbing in its own way.
"She's not waking up." Rose set aside her food and moved closer to Ami and Tara.
River started to rock back and forth, weeping as well. "Not even a bone in the cupboard, so the dog had none. Empty and hollow, a husk. Needs filling, fill me up, don't leave me a pretend girl."
Rose looked up at River. "What? She's not... like... in her body? Is that what you're sayin'?"
River gave her a Duh look, eerily simalar to the Doctor's when he'd just speiled out something at 90 miles an hour and expected you to keep up.
"No spirit agriculturist present. Soul resides. Pale rider symbology does not apply, as he went elsewere for now. No, she is hollowed out, poured to the ground till only the vessle remains. It hurts. Make it stop before the void consumes all." REiver had not ceased her rocking and weeping in time with Tara as she spoke.