"Stop yelling. It hurts, pressing in. It's cutting through my head." Molly pulled back a bit though she hadn't pulled free of Sam/Ripley's hand. Molly looked at Isabel. "Can you shield your thoughts? It might help if everyone who can shield would. Please let it help..."
Molly was close to tears now.
"Distance helps." River spoke from Molly's body. "Some are quieter than others. The Doctor and Jack are silent, and Ami can be."
Molly held onto the words. River could barely handle this, and she had time to try to sort it all out. She was an amazingly strong spirit to maintain anything resembling sense with all this constantly bombarding her. Molly was having a hard time even thinking, let alone forming sentences of her own, not speaking other's thoughts.
Molly reached over and hugged River with her free arm. True, she was hugging her own body, but she had to do something.
"How can you stand this? How can you even start... it's stabbing my brain, digging in like worms. What's mine? Not that. No, that's someone else’s. Where am I in all this. Going under to the depths. Drowning in the River. You are amazing. To still be you at all. But you're not. You're me now. And in all these tides the silence... I need the magic. I want my magic back. Can't you spill it into me? One more current in the river can't hurt any more."
Molly felt hysterical laughter bubbling up and tried to catch it before it spilled out.
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Date: 2007-05-24 02:44 am (UTC)Molly was close to tears now.
"Distance helps." River spoke from Molly's body. "Some are quieter than others. The Doctor and Jack are silent, and Ami can be."
Molly held onto the words. River could barely handle this, and she had time to try to sort it all out. She was an amazingly strong spirit to maintain anything resembling sense with all this constantly bombarding her. Molly was having a hard time even thinking, let alone forming sentences of her own, not speaking other's thoughts.
Molly reached over and hugged River with her free arm. True, she was hugging her own body, but she had to do something.
"How can you stand this? How can you even start... it's stabbing my brain, digging in like worms. What's mine? Not that. No, that's someone else’s. Where am I in all this. Going under to the depths. Drowning in the River. You are amazing. To still be you at all. But you're not. You're me now. And in all these tides the silence... I need the magic. I want my magic back. Can't you spill it into me? One more current in the river can't hurt any more."
Molly felt hysterical laughter bubbling up and tried to catch it before it spilled out.