River looked back and forth and down at her body then shook her head.
"This absolutely doesn't make sense..."
She looked over at her own [Molly] body with River inside. It freaked her out, seeing herself flip out like a crazy child.
"Darling...?" She rushed forward and knelt by River-in-Molly's-body. "It's going to be okay." She pressed a hand to her back and felt a sob in her throat. She, herself, looked tormented. And here she was with long strangled brown hair. She looked down and below the hem of her own skirt, she has the ending of a scar. She brushed her dress aside and saw that the scar ran up her leg. What had this girl gone through? She felt a few bruises in her back that felt like they were old.
This tiny, limber body was so much more different than her own. All this body pain River had to endure. And obviously mentally as well. Maybe that's how she didn't focus on the body pain. Mentally, this girl was a wreck. And physically.
Molly-in-River's-body, leaned back to think about this girl before her-- hoping that she wouldn't beat up her body as much as River's.
Her face darted up to the people around her.
"We have to find a way to fix this. My memory is back but now..." she gave a laugh. "This will not do."
She tilted her head to the side and felt the lengthy hair tumble down her shoulder. It felt nice, the long waves compared to the tight, red curls on her own head. Her thoughts stirred to the other's around the room, trying to get people straight.
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Re: [River]
Date: 2007-05-24 11:07 pm (UTC)"This absolutely doesn't make sense..."
She looked over at her own [Molly] body with River inside. It freaked her out, seeing herself flip out like a crazy child.
"Darling...?" She rushed forward and knelt by River-in-Molly's-body. "It's going to be okay." She pressed a hand to her back and felt a sob in her throat. She, herself, looked tormented. And here she was with long strangled brown hair. She looked down and below the hem of her own skirt, she has the ending of a scar. She brushed her dress aside and saw that the scar ran up her leg. What had this girl gone through? She felt a few bruises in her back that felt like they were old.
This tiny, limber body was so much more different than her own. All this body pain River had to endure. And obviously mentally as well. Maybe that's how she didn't focus on the body pain. Mentally, this girl was a wreck. And physically.
Molly-in-River's-body, leaned back to think about this girl before her-- hoping that she wouldn't beat up her body as much as River's.
Her face darted up to the people around her.
"We have to find a way to fix this. My memory is back but now..." she gave a laugh. "This will not do."
She tilted her head to the side and felt the lengthy hair tumble down her shoulder. It felt nice, the long waves compared to the tight, red curls on her own head. Her thoughts stirred to the other's around the room, trying to get people straight.