River looked at Jack and the smile slowly faded from her face. Her dark brown eyes bore into his for a few long moments. She saw a few things but there was a quietness behind his thoughts. A deep quiet. She kept her eyes on him a little while longer, trying to break it out when, suddenly, a loud scream pierced her ears and she saw him under some form of torture. It was just a split second but the image bore into her mind-- his twisted face with the scream of pain. She let out a yell and fell back, covering her ears with trembling hands.
"I'm sorry!!" she yelled at Jack. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
She slumped into a chair and put her forehead on the table, covering her head with her arms.
"Not there. Gone. Went away."
She picked her head up and wiped the tears with her shaking hands. She never wanted to act out but it always happened without warning. Sometimes she wished she could stop herself from seeing things.
"Next time there's a wall, I won't break through," she said standing up and turning to Jack. Wringing her hands and slowly bringing her eyes back to Jack, she gave a slight, hopeful smile.
"I'm sorry."
Her mind focused on his quiet thoughts-- that empty space where he doesn't know things. The wall his mind put up. Or a wall put up by other people. River wanted to know but not at the cost of hurting her brain more.
She looked over to Oona and noted the definite change in thoughts. Her mind was prepared for telepathy and River found slight comfort in that. She smiled at Oona and brought the hand wringing slower and with less intensity.
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Date: 2007-04-30 10:33 pm (UTC)"I'm sorry!!" she yelled at Jack. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
She slumped into a chair and put her forehead on the table, covering her head with her arms.
"Not there. Gone. Went away."
She picked her head up and wiped the tears with her shaking hands. She never wanted to act out but it always happened without warning. Sometimes she wished she could stop herself from seeing things.
"Next time there's a wall, I won't break through," she said standing up and turning to Jack. Wringing her hands and slowly bringing her eyes back to Jack, she gave a slight, hopeful smile.
"I'm sorry."
Her mind focused on his quiet thoughts-- that empty space where he doesn't know things. The wall his mind put up. Or a wall put up by other people. River wanted to know but not at the cost of hurting her brain more.
She looked over to Oona and noted the definite change in thoughts. Her mind was prepared for telepathy and River found slight comfort in that. She smiled at Oona and brought the hand wringing slower and with less intensity.