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reverielogs2018-09-16 12:07 am
retrorsum) wrote in reverielogs2018-09-16 12:07 am
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» WHO? river song + you
» WHEN? remainder of september
» WHERE? the bar, the messhall, various corridors
» WHAT? sadness, curiosities and investigations
» WARNINGS? none
» WHEN? remainder of september
» WHERE? the bar, the messhall, various corridors
» WHAT? sadness, curiosities and investigations
» WARNINGS? none
the bar( the diary had been on the desk in river's room when she'd last entered it. the familiar sight had made her hearts skip a beat until she'd realised that something was wrong with it. it wasn't worn. when river had gotten closer she'd seen how exactly right that feeling was -- the pages were fresh and crisp, the spine never bent. it was exactly like the first time that she'd seen the diary in the hospital.
having her own, her steadily filling pages, would have felt a little comforting despite the danger of it. it always held a connection to her life with the doctor and she did enjoy rereading their adventures. though empty this was it was still a small reminder, a memory of the gift he'd given her years ago, the familiar sight and smell of the book. it wasn't half as comforting but it was something.
she'd kept it with her as she'd gone to the bar, fingers gently running over the texture of the cover, the indents of the windows. though a good memory it also made her a little sad. she missed him. river always did when they were parted but having a blank diary-- she knew that it wasn't so but a part of her mind felt as if their adventures had been erased. they never could be, she'd fight for them, but a blank diary-- it made her sigh )
the messhall( river had eventually managed to procure a pen, sitting with a coffee as she wrote in the diary. there wasn't much to say other than her initial thoughts and observations but she'd gotten practiced in chronicling her life over the years -- even the smallest detail could help.
so river wrote -- her days on the station, snippets of conversation, dates and facts that she'd discovered. and remarks, little comments of things that she thought that the doctor would appreciate were he ever to arrive here, were she to ever tell this tale to him.
should anyone be curious, or just be close enough to see as they pass, they wouldn't be able to make sense of anything that she'd written. it isn't english, with river not wishing for her diary to be read should it somehow be lost from her possession. the words are in gallifreyan and it's something that feels safe -- it can't be translated unless you know it )
the corridors( her hands are pressed to the wall, running across the panel in slow strokes almost as if river is feeling for something. occasionally her head dips closer, ear to the wall as if she's listening.
it's a tactic that she doesn't often employ but considering that there's still much of the station that they're locked out of she's trying something different, something that feels like what the doctor would do.
she hasn't given up hope of getting out, river doubts she ever would, she doesn't quit, but she has to admit that the lack of results is frustrating. it's only been a few weeks but there is so much that you could get done in that time. and nothing before has ever held her like this -- she'd commend it if it wasn't irritating.
after checking part of the wall river moves along, hands never leaving the surface. she doesn't quite know what she's looking for but river will take any answer )
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This? No.
( though she also has to admit that she doesn't know what covvie is )
It's a dead language. Would you join me?
( she'd very much like to ask him a question or two )
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Sure. And who knows with the Covenant really?
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( resting the pen on the page river closes the diary, laying her hands on it to help keep it closed )
But you could tell me.
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[Every human knows what the Covenant are.]
The Covenant. Asshole alliance of aliens who really wanted to wipe out every human in existence.
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( and it was even worse when they all got together )
But most people here aren't from the same place -- or time. ( and that was the big one to her ) Maybe we should start with years.
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And for me it's 2554. You?
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( but she's also a time traveller so any answer that river gives is a little skewed. she'd been in 1938 just before arriving here )
Most people I've spoken to seem to come from the 21st to- oh, 25th, 26th century?
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That seems to match up with what I've seen, but it's still a pretty wide stretch of time.
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( so many worlds, especially because earth was dead by her point )
Some of it more successfully than others.
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( so many humans everywhere, so many planets or ships or travels )
Though whether or not it really happened doesn't matter to this place.
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( and as distressing as it clearly is she doesn't find it the most important thing right now. will it help this situation? likely not )
Though if you hang around here long enough this place might make up for it.
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( one reason why river was very carefully tight-lipped, other than it being her natural state. no one needed to know her worst case scenarios )
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( most didnt try to kill you for a start )
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