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WHO: Donna and Meredith
WHERE: The Library
WHAT: Warden/Inmate bonding time!
WARNINGS: Doubtful
Donna had been wracking her brains as to what she was going to do about her inmate. Clearly, she was troubled-- but it was also evident that Meredith had not always been so. After getting to know her a bit over journals, Donna had come to the conclusion that she could probably be helped. Probably.
As to how she was going to go about it, Donna had no idea. But she supposed that spending time with her in person was a good start.
To be honest, Donna was feeling a little on edge. For one, she hadn't been to too many libraries since the Vashta Nerada incident-- but surely that was a fluke, a one-time abberation that required a whole planet of books to replicate. There was no reason to worry. There was also the fact that the last time she'd met Meredith in person, she'd been strangled nearly to death. The other woman had sworn it hadn't been personal, of course, and Donna believed she was telling the truth.
Still, as she sat in one of the comfy chairs in sight of the library door, Donna was more uneasy than she would have liked to admit.
WHERE: The Library
WHAT: Warden/Inmate bonding time!
WARNINGS: Doubtful
Donna had been wracking her brains as to what she was going to do about her inmate. Clearly, she was troubled-- but it was also evident that Meredith had not always been so. After getting to know her a bit over journals, Donna had come to the conclusion that she could probably be helped. Probably.
As to how she was going to go about it, Donna had no idea. But she supposed that spending time with her in person was a good start.
To be honest, Donna was feeling a little on edge. For one, she hadn't been to too many libraries since the Vashta Nerada incident-- but surely that was a fluke, a one-time abberation that required a whole planet of books to replicate. There was no reason to worry. There was also the fact that the last time she'd met Meredith in person, she'd been strangled nearly to death. The other woman had sworn it hadn't been personal, of course, and Donna believed she was telling the truth.
Still, as she sat in one of the comfy chairs in sight of the library door, Donna was more uneasy than she would have liked to admit.