Mara trailed after slowly, pushing her floppy black hair out of her eyes. Let Faith be the in-your-face one...she was good at it. Mara...was best with people one at a time, when you could really talk to them.
Orrie was going nuts. She wagthoomped into one lady's midsection, leaped out of her arms, buzzed the whole crowd a few times and then went scrambling back to Mara for about three seconds to announce that there were people!!!!!--before running back to the blonde lady again. Hi! I'm a dog. I'm new at it. Isn't it exciting? Here, check out my belly. Got any treats? Wait--hey you! You've got boots. I'm gonna chew on 'em. *gnar gnar gnar*
Mara came up slowly, looking at each person in turn with a quiet intentness, as if she were memorizing their features. She spared the Doctor the longest glance, wondering why the light around him was bright and loud and multi-stranded, like something woven together. Something about it made her put a hand over her chest, as if to conceal the torn-feeling place the demon had left.
"Hi," she said to the newcomers shyly. Her smile was warm, but sad.
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[Mara] Game On (tag Faith, transmitter team)
Date: 2006-04-13 09:51 pm (UTC)Orrie was going nuts. She wagthoomped into one lady's midsection, leaped out of her arms, buzzed the whole crowd a few times and then went scrambling back to Mara for about three seconds to announce that there were people!!!!!--before running back to the blonde lady again. Hi! I'm a dog. I'm new at it. Isn't it exciting? Here, check out my belly. Got any treats? Wait--hey you! You've got boots. I'm gonna chew on 'em. *gnar gnar gnar*
Mara came up slowly, looking at each person in turn with a quiet intentness, as if she were memorizing their features. She spared the Doctor the longest glance, wondering why the light around him was bright and loud and multi-stranded, like something woven together. Something about it made her put a hand over her chest, as if to conceal the torn-feeling place the demon had left.
"Hi," she said to the newcomers shyly. Her smile was warm, but sad.