(no subject)
characters: River Tam ( uncomprehend ) & Kevin Ford ( southernreaper )
location: Random street in an abandoned house yo.
time: Afternoon.
rating: M, just in case.
open/closed: Closed.
summary: River is scared, crazy and not very happy. Kevin is being a good man by trying to look after her! Isen would be so proud.
She didn't know what had happened, she couldn't tell. Everything was so jumbled, mixed and shattered, every time she closed her eyes her head hurt. She remembered things, lots of things; plans, ideas, formulas, complaints, thoughts, memories. So many things that she wasn't supposed to remember, but she did. She could properly register the events of her escape and leaving with Kevin, or most of what had followed, by the time her mind finally caught up she found herself curled up in a corner of a room she didn't recognize. Eyes darting around wildly as she tried to figure out where she was.
Danger? Danger? Unknown.
She shifted, getting on her hands and knees as she felt around for something that could be considered a weapon. Flinching when her hand touched glass; sharp, she thought, it could be effective. She picked it up, only to drop it again, whimpering when the glass sliced into her hand. Despite the mess in her head she was quite aware to the downfall of that piece of glass, so without even thinking she tore off a piece of her dress and wrapped it around the glass. That fixed the problem, with the glass wrapped only leaving the pointy end exposed she could handle it without injuring herself again.
Please with the small accomplishment she returned to her corner, curling back up into a ball and waited. She would not be taken again, not again.
location: Random street in an abandoned house yo.
time: Afternoon.
rating: M, just in case.
open/closed: Closed.
summary: River is scared, crazy and not very happy. Kevin is being a good man by trying to look after her! Isen would be so proud.
She didn't know what had happened, she couldn't tell. Everything was so jumbled, mixed and shattered, every time she closed her eyes her head hurt. She remembered things, lots of things; plans, ideas, formulas, complaints, thoughts, memories. So many things that she wasn't supposed to remember, but she did. She could properly register the events of her escape and leaving with Kevin, or most of what had followed, by the time her mind finally caught up she found herself curled up in a corner of a room she didn't recognize. Eyes darting around wildly as she tried to figure out where she was.
Danger? Danger? Unknown.
She shifted, getting on her hands and knees as she felt around for something that could be considered a weapon. Flinching when her hand touched glass; sharp, she thought, it could be effective. She picked it up, only to drop it again, whimpering when the glass sliced into her hand. Despite the mess in her head she was quite aware to the downfall of that piece of glass, so without even thinking she tore off a piece of her dress and wrapped it around the glass. That fixed the problem, with the glass wrapped only leaving the pointy end exposed she could handle it without injuring herself again.
Please with the small accomplishment she returned to her corner, curling back up into a ball and waited. She would not be taken again, not again.