Oct 15, 2011 20:50
[So...she managed not to trade herself in for Dexter, or even to try...but she's still not doing particularly well about the idea that her Doctor managed to come here only to be droned forever. She's kept mostly to herself, cooking up plans that ultimately never pan out, and convincing herself not to do something drastic like confronting Lucy. She keeps an eye on Dexter, and keeps up about as close to a friendship as one really can have with a drone. It's not much, but it means keeping track of him, and ensuring nothing bad happens to him. It's something, at least.
Obviously Mayfield is planning something for Halloween, but she can't really bring herself to care. It's done its worst and she's survived it. She's survived and she's not given up. Sooner or later she'll find a way to fix him, and she's not about to leave until she does. Which isn't to say she won't help people escape...she just won't leave without him whole. Ever.
Today is not a day she went to see Dexter, but she's out and about anyway, walking through the suddenly-fall Mayfield. Maybe this is all just a holographic projection of some sort? No magic, no strange and unexplained soullessness, just...tricks and illusions.
She stops on the sidewalk and watches the playground full of droned children. It would explain April, wouldn't it?]
....S'pose it could be.
park,
drones,
droning blues,
mundane days,
april fools,
action,
something isn't right