Molly was sitting on her own bed, trying to get the constant input under control. The walk back to the bunker had allowed her to acclimate to it a bit slower, not just suddenly assaulted. Although the novelty of touching steel had been a thrill, it had faded really quickly.
And the fact that she could FEEL Jack and Ripley going at it like
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Sighing softly, she ruffled her hand through Kenzaki's short hair, but it was then that she heard a miserable voice muttering and whispering. Faint though it was, she couldn't just ignore it. She turned away from the crowds gathering in the canteen and approached the voice.
The sight that reached her was of a young, thin girl, rocking back and forth on her bed, with several packed pillow cases beside her.
Miho watched for a few seconds, then as she realised that the girl was crying, she stepped forward and knelt. "It won't do any good to ask if you're OK, but can I help somehow?" she asked, well aware that her voice didn't sound feminine at all, in fact since she currently inhabited a man's body it was amusing to hear that even the inflections didn't sound like her own.
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Molly shook her head. "Only if you can stop people from thinking. Make these flashes stop. River has no shields. Stripped bare and left in the hurricane. Oh Daana, I'm even talking like her now. This isn't my body. River's in me. I hope she's finding some peace there. This is hell. Torment no one should have to take."
Molly grasped Miho/Kenzaki's hand. "Something's coming. Fire and smoke. Gotta be ready. No one will listen. I know that. They'll think I went crazy like River. Like Cassandra. No one listened to her and Troy fell. It burned because they wouldn't listen to her truths. So I'm making us ready."
She looked around at Tara's packed suitcase as well as her own and River's small bag of possessions. The pile of pillowcases were for Miho, and Oona, and anyone else without. So they wouldn't be naked in the gale.
"Miho? Are you afraid of the dark?"
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Molly shook her head. "Only if you can stop people from thinking. Make these flashes stop. River has no shields. Stripped bare and left in the hurricane. Oh Daana, I'm even talking like her now. This isn't my body. River's in me. I hope she's finding some peace there. This is hell. Torment no one should have to take."
"I was always told by my Sensei that if you want to block thoughts, you have to make your own thoughts loudest" a wry grin touched her lips and eyes "but then, not being even slightly prone to psychic messages, I never really understood what he meant. I'm sorry, but all I can do is offer you company to try and take your mind off this at least a little."
Molly grasped Miho/Kenzaki's hand. "Something's coming. Fire and smoke. Gotta be ready. No one will listen. I know that. They'll think I went crazy like River. Like Cassandra. No one listened to her and Troy fell. It burned because they ( ... )
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She smiled and rose, remarkably fluidly, considering her unfamiliarity with her borrowed body. "My name is Miho Ryudo, but if it's easier for you, you can call me Sandra, since that was my name before I moved to Japan. Now, let's see about getting this gear outside, while you continue packing, hmm? I'll make sure everything is far enough away that nothing bad can get to it."
Miho knew Kenzaki was strong, so now was a good opportunity to use that strength and start carting gear outside. She picked up one after another of the pillowcases, easily holding five in each hand, then headed for the door and the outside of the bunker.
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