crossing_lostrp | [Molly] Precognition flows like a River

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Molly was sitting on her own bed, trying to get the constant input under control. The walk back to the bunker had allowed her to acclimate to it a bit slower, not just suddenly assaulted. Although the novelty of touching steel had been a thrill, it had faded really quickly.

And the fact that she could FEEL Jack and Ripley going at it like furless bunnies was so not helping. Not when you hadn’t had sex in ten years and couldn't recall half of that.

The sudden lurching moments ago and finding herself once more feeling the magic was glorious… only to have it ripped away once more.

Something flashed brighter in her mind than the rest of the flood. SHIT!

This wasn’t good. For the thousandth time she wondered how River lived like this.

Knowing that telling anyone was going to get her nowhere, Molly started out into the hall to find some extra linins and the big sewing kit she’d found. They’d come in handy.

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Molly was feeling very insecure as she shoved two Wraith pistons and three handguns with four boxes of ammo into a pillow case. The instinctive fear of the iron of the vault, and the metal of the guns was twisting her gut as much as the constant pressure of thoughts and voices she had to fight to keep her own individuality from fading.

She was dragging the pillow case out of the vault when she was literally knocked over by the sudden wave of absolute terror, overwhelming pain, and and mental anguish. She dropped the case and scrambled backwards on her ass, her hands and feet carrying her into a corner.

"Oh Daana... oh Daana." Tears were streaming down her face and she bit back the sour acid of bile. "Oh Daana..."

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Pull yourself together. Molly stopped pulling at her...River's hair. She had to pull herself together. Shannon/Charlie was dead. It was horrible. She had all the thoughts and minds flooding her. Except the Doctor's. He was there, but not his thoughts. He was in Daniel... but he was so used to maintaining a tight shield, that he did it even in another body.

Pull yourself together. She kept repeating it like a mantra as she pulled herself to her feet once more. She collected the pillow case and returned to the shared room. Bags were packed from here. Pillow cases full of bedding, extra cloth. They needed it. Pistols and a bit of ammo. Molly placed her bow and quiver on the lower bunk.

Keep yourself together. Tears were falling now. She couldn't help it. She couldn't panic. Panic wouldn't help.

She took deep breaths. Deep breaths. Images flashed on top of the thoughts of others. Bright fire, and total dark. Fear and pain and running.

"Then the traveller in the dark,
thanks you for your little spark;
He could not see which way to go,
if you did not twinkle so;
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are."

"By the prickling of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes." Molly found she had been rocking back and forth on the bed.

"Something's coming."

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Would you mind if Miho joins this post?

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Go for it. It's pretty much open.

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Miho had left Kenzaki to help House and slipped away quietly. She wanted to learn more of this strange place, but her senses still seemed muted. She was sure that Kenzaki's body was more than human, but even with that knowledge she felt weaker, more useless.

Sighing softly, she ruffled her hand through Kenzaki's short hair, but it was then that she heard a miserable voice muttering and whispering. Faint though it was, she couldn't just ignore it. She turned away from the crowds gathering in the canteen and approached the voice.

The sight that reached her was of a young, thin girl, rocking back and forth on her bed, with several packed pillow cases beside her.

Miho watched for a few seconds, then as she realised that the girl was crying, she stepped forward and knelt. "It won't do any good to ask if you're OK, but can I help somehow?" she asked, well aware that her voice didn't sound feminine at all, in fact since she currently inhabited a man's body it was amusing to hear that even the inflections didn't sound like her own.

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"You're not Kenzaki. You're a woman. Miho. I don't think I've met you."

Molly shook her head. "Only if you can stop people from thinking. Make these flashes stop. River has no shields. Stripped bare and left in the hurricane. Oh Daana, I'm even talking like her now. This isn't my body. River's in me. I hope she's finding some peace there. This is hell. Torment no one should have to take."

Molly grasped Miho/Kenzaki's hand. "Something's coming. Fire and smoke. Gotta be ready. No one will listen. I know that. They'll think I went crazy like River. Like Cassandra. No one listened to her and Troy fell. It burned because they wouldn't listen to her truths. So I'm making us ready."

She looked around at Tara's packed suitcase as well as her own and River's small bag of possessions. The pile of pillowcases were for Miho, and Oona, and anyone else without. So they wouldn't be naked in the gale.

"Miho? Are you afraid of the dark?"

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Miho smiled gently at Molly, well aware of the confusion she was feeling. "No, we hadn't met until now, but it is a pleasure."

Molly shook her head. "Only if you can stop people from thinking. Make these flashes stop. River has no shields. Stripped bare and left in the hurricane. Oh Daana, I'm even talking like her now. This isn't my body. River's in me. I hope she's finding some peace there. This is hell. Torment no one should have to take."

"I was always told by my Sensei that if you want to block thoughts, you have to make your own thoughts loudest" a wry grin touched her lips and eyes "but then, not being even slightly prone to psychic messages, I never really understood what he meant. I'm sorry, but all I can do is offer you company to try and take your mind off this at least a little."

Molly grasped Miho/Kenzaki's hand. "Something's coming. Fire and smoke. Gotta be ready. No one will listen. I know that. They'll think I went crazy like River. Like Cassandra. No one listened to her and Troy fell. It burned because they wouldn't listen to her truths. So I'm making us ready."

Miho's eyes went wide, knowing that despite the frantic words, Molly was probably right. "Then, how about we work together? Two pairs of hands make moving things far easier and concentrating on this and on a conversation shouuld help you..." She didn't know the woman's name yet, but she wouldn't worry about that yet.

"Miho? Are you afraid of the dark?"

The question took her by surprise and Miho blinked, trying to formulate an answer. She'd faced demons, dragons and others, but the fear of the dark was a primal fear. "No, not afraid of the dark itself. Afraid of the inhabitants of the Dark, yes. But the darkness has a fear of the light, so we will always have ways of asuaging that fear."

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Molly nodded. Ye, the dark feared the light. The things in the dark were the danger, not the dark itself. "I understand. But the dark can still swallow you. The dark is bad. Very bad. Remember that if I forget. I can't forget. She was so scared."

Molly tried to make her thoughts the loudest. It was what she had been doing. Almost screaming in her own mind.

"Molly. My name is Molly Green. Trapped in a human body. I'm dying around myself. Minutes ticking by, stealing a little more to age. Never had to think on that before. It itches."

The offer of help was much appreciated. "Next room. We pack only what came with. Nothing more, or it slows down. Pillowcases if no bags, neatness doesn't count. If caught just tell that it's Molly in River and she needs it to calm down and can be put away later. No lies. Only truth."

Molly stood up. Yes, doing something might help keep the panic at bay. She didn't know exactly what the bad thing was. No, two bad things. Very bad. But they had to be prepared. How do you prepare when you don't know?

"Have to help River when we get back where we belong. No one should drown like this."

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Miho reached out and gently took Molly's hand "Well, Molly Green, if it helps we're all stuck in situations that are hard." There was, however, an awarenesss in Miho that Molly would probably read her thoughts ~but you can count on me to help you, if I can.~

She smiled and rose, remarkably fluidly, considering her unfamiliarity with her borrowed body. "My name is Miho Ryudo, but if it's easier for you, you can call me Sandra, since that was my name before I moved to Japan. Now, let's see about getting this gear outside, while you continue packing, hmm? I'll make sure everything is far enough away that nothing bad can get to it."

Miho knew Kenzaki was strong, so now was a good opportunity to use that strength and start carting gear outside. She picked up one after another of the pillowcases, easily holding five in each hand, then headed for the door and the outside of the bunker.