((OOC: Naah. Distracted by a four-year-old whirlwind who's focusing on Mulan, but not moved on! We can close this up and move on, though, if you want River to wander into another, later scene. I say this because Ripley's an NPC and Claire's player is otherwise occupied...))
"Always taking care of me..."
May took note of that last comment, watching the emotions play across River's face, a fleeting moment of recognition that was stolen abruptly away. That, she could identify with. She'd had a few of those moments, sense impressions, snatches of memory that disappeared as quickly as they'd come. It was frustrating, but at the same time promising. It meant there was a chance that the memories were still there, buried, and would come back to them in time.
"But not your name?" May guessed, her voice soft. "For one thing, you don't look like a 'Simon' to me." She made a face. "Okay, that was a lame joke."
She smiled at the newcomer, who was kind of cute. "Speaking of names, have you figured out yours yet?"
[Mayday]
"Always taking care of me..."
May took note of that last comment, watching the emotions play across River's face, a fleeting moment of recognition that was stolen abruptly away. That, she could identify with. She'd had a few of those moments, sense impressions, snatches of memory that disappeared as quickly as they'd come. It was frustrating, but at the same time promising. It meant there was a chance that the memories were still there, buried, and would come back to them in time.
"But not your name?" May guessed, her voice soft. "For one thing, you don't look like a 'Simon' to me." She made a face. "Okay, that was a lame joke."
She smiled at the newcomer, who was kind of cute. "Speaking of names, have you figured out yours yet?"