∂ first found object

[aint-quiteright.livejournal.com]

[The scrape of metal against wood floors is loud, heavy in her ears.]

Si- [Her throat feels raw, the voice tired almost.] Simon?

[There's a bit of panic. She remembers, she knows she went to sleep.]

Simon? [The panic grows, becoming more aware of the actual where of her situation. Where did they take her? What could she have done? Serenity, the hum of her is gone. It's so different... so full of echoes and the ghosts, she knows they had names... things have names and proper nouns are never to forget their - forget. She was supposed to forget. Erase it. It's gone. Like a gap. A space. Empty.]

They took it... Simon? They took it and I can't find something that fits... [she gets up, her arms still bound in the handcuffs, the weight of them heavy as they clunk to the door as she opens it, heading into the hall]

Go to ground. When...? When did we go to ground?

Comments

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

I agree, though it isn't highly uncommon. Some planets have managed to invent psychic paper. This is just a few steps beyond it. A sort of written record of a mental network, if you will.

[a pause, as he contemplates introducing himself. then he remembers how hard a time River had with doctors, back home, and decides to hold off on that for a while]

How much have you been told about Paradisa?

[aint-quiteright.livejournal.com]

[isn't sure she likes the notion of a 'mental' network out there, waiting to take her thoughts down, already too many people pushing into her head]

Cair Paradisa. Castle. Fourteen floors plus towers. Adequate kitchen is on the first floor, provisions, food with names on it aren't to be taken. Crew is missing a Captain, a doctor, the Shepherd, a Companion and her mechanic.

There are some here. [there's a pause as she considers who is here] Some people have secrets and the castle took something.

It's not lost though, taken... held for collateral.

I was here before. Times don't overlap, they aren't equal to each other. One is less and the other was more.

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

They seem to have filled you in quite nicely, then. I ... knew you the last time you were here. Though, I can understand if you're a bit overwhelmed to think about that, right now.

[aint-quiteright.livejournal.com]

I should make a list. Check them off.

[a thoughtful pause]

It's bigger on the inside.

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[he can't help but laugh a little] Quite a few things here are.

[aint-quiteright.livejournal.com]

These rooms are disproportionate, given the restrictions of the hallways and the exterior walls of the castle.

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

Yes ... It's a concept I'm very familiar with, my ship runs on the same principle.

[aint-quiteright.livejournal.com]

[she pauses for a moment, thinking about this]

You're at an advantage. You know my name. I've yet to hear yours. [she's pretty sure she doesn't need to hear it, but sometimes it's just better to be polite]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

My real name's a bit difficult to pronounce. Most here call me the Doctor.

[aint-quiteright.livejournal.com]

[she nods, letting her fingers trace over the word in the journal as it appears]

Easier to answer than the real question. [yes, she's slightly creepy like that]