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[fishy_go_byebye]

[Well, Del's giant web didn't really help her with the minor freak out she was having over tension in the castle, not at all. Anger and fear and tension still bit at her ears until her eyes bled orange memories. A few days later, when Pointy needed her special brand of assistance and she made herself be solid for him. Scraping her shattered self

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[fishy_go_byebye]

Playing... I'm playing. Hide and go seek. Slake sake said slay lay lye lie lied lies It's so hard to remember which one is which when you get to rest either way...

[Her voice sounds like it's coming from far too many voices, trailing after itself in an attempt to catch up.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

Bad bite, bad it tasted like damn bad bad bad not a beaver.

[Her cloud-fish-person form flowed smokily from an upper corner to a lower one.]

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[hulloeverything]

[He's walking down one of the hallways when he spots her. He cocks his head to one side, concerned.]

Delirium? Are you alright?

TARDIS f'rever~

[fishy_go_byebye]

[A group of fish flutters down from one side of the room while the rest of her hovers in a school of them that flow smoothing between being herself and flickering into fish]

It... it hurts...

[hulloeverything]

[crouches next to her]

It hurts? What does? Where? What's wrong?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Pieces don't fit to be whole anymore. Glass and fire...

[kinky_stopwatch]

...

Gefynen?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Co-c-cof Coffee...

[She slides around a corner, in an almost-person shape for a moment.]

[kinky_stopwatch]

[Blinks at the shape before walking towards it]

What's happened?

[Whispers softly, reaching out for her]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Her shape shivers, fish darting out as it loses its outline, and she doesn't know what to say. She thinks he might be disappointed, and it still aches to even think.]

[tehoniongirl]

[she'd come to the TARDIS to look over the room the Doctor had been preparing for the children. They didn't know if or when things would go bad, but she wanted to know where it had been set up in case they had to move fast.

The giggling is both a distraction and more than a little terrifying, and she stops in her tracks trying to find the source]

....Del?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del is huddled in a corner, but when someone finds her she starts for another hiding place, unhealthy laughter trailing behind her.]

Little other worlds...

[tehoniongirl]

Wait, Del...

[unnerved or not, she follows the sound, concerned] What's happened? What's wrong?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Some of her bits get farther away from herself and dart off]

Hurts...

[decibel_chamber]

[There's a Jono coming into the TARDIS, mainly because he was hoping Del might be there. What he finds, however takes his breath away.]

Del? Luv? Wha's wrong?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Most people Del ran away from, but she hesitates, form drifting back and forth as if she's shifting on her feet. Finally, she makes a decision, and flows over to him, swirling around him in fish as she giggles and sniffles.

She tries to cuddle close, the fish darting under his sleeves and snuggling as close as she can get to his skin and selfness.]

Hurts, my head hurts, I hurt...

[decibel_chamber]

[Jono isn't sure what to make of Del's in pieces-ness, but he recognizes it. He would hug her if there was anything solid he wouldn't be afraid of breaking. Instead, he stands still, allowing Del to take from him whatever she needed to come back to herself.]

What happened? Who or what did this t'you?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She stops flitting as much, flickering in front of him as she tries to get enough pieces together to actually hug him. But it still grates, that little bit of together, and she almost whimpers, fins shivering]

I don't want to be whole, things change, I don't like it I don't it hurts it hurts hurts hurts hurts mm...