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River Tam ([personal profile] river_meimei) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2006-11-30 02:12 am

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River is tucked under a booth, legs crossed and elbows resting on the floor. There's a notebook in front of her, and a handful of colored pens. She's scribbling in a tangled mixture of Chinese and English and diagrams; she never manages to fill a page before she slashes the work out with a frustrated jerk of the pen, and turns angrily to a new page.

She's been through a number of pages by now, apparently to no avail.

[OOC: Sorry for earlier post-and-delete -- mun was called away from the computer right after posting. Back now, though. :)]
destruction1_0: (How can I undo the damage I've done)

[personal profile] destruction1_0 2006-11-30 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Let it go. Until what's-his-face comes back with something you can use."

The gaze of Destruction is steady, constant, alive, volatile.

"You can approach it more clearly when the time comes if you're not frustrating yourself right now when you don't have anything."
destruction1_0: (How can I undo the damage I've done)

[personal profile] destruction1_0 2006-11-30 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Everything fractures. Everything, and everybody, everywhere. It's nothing special."

From a distance, it might look like he decided to take a nap there on the bench.

"You want to do something about it? Don't speed up the process. That's as much as you can do right now. Later...later could be different."
destruction1_0: (How can I undo the damage I've done)

[personal profile] destruction1_0 2006-11-30 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
He reaches one huge hand down and rests it (surprisingly) lightly on top of River's head.

"I'll be around."

Pause.

"More so than usual. And not...functionally. You know what I mean."


"Thanks."

His hand is gone.

His face is gone.

And then the engineer boots are gone, and the footsteps go away.