Rory's thoughts are racing as the Meta surges to his feet and goes for Amy. He almost cries out at the rough way in which he yanks her to his feet, but restrains himself, and then figures it doesn't matter. The Meta knows he's here.
And that purring. Oh god, that purring. He'll probably be hearing that in his waking nightmares.
Steeling himself--he can't, can't let on how frightened he is--he steps forward into the clearing, his gun hand aimed at the dead center of the Meta's chest, and says loudly but clearly]
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Rory's thoughts are racing as the Meta surges to his feet and goes for Amy. He almost cries out at the rough way in which he yanks her to his feet, but restrains himself, and then figures it doesn't matter. The Meta knows he's here.
And that purring. Oh god, that purring. He'll probably be hearing that in his waking nightmares.
Steeling himself--he can't, can't let on how frightened he is--he steps forward into the clearing, his gun hand aimed at the dead center of the Meta's chest, and says loudly but clearly]
Let her go.