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asgardeventide2012-09-11 12:10 pm
thoughts) wrote in asgardeventide2012-09-11 12:10 pm
oo1 ∞ video / open action
[ River can be seen wandering around the common area of Odin's Welcome Hall almost as though in a trancelike state. Her steps are light and even, ball to toe on bare feet, and her fingers trail over every object she passes even though her eyes are wandering curiously around the ceiling and the walls and the rest of the room - never to what she's touching. It might seem like she's looking for something, or even listening for something, but she doesn't seem to find it, and never once ceases her calculated footsteps. Eventually the video times out. ]
[ Some time later, the video clicks back on and River's face fills the entire feed, far too close as she tries to peer into the little jewel of her bracelet. She eventually gives up and pulls back to show brown eyes wide and curious, dark hair framing pallid skin that's ... almost gold in the scant lighting.
She's sitting in the middle of the slide, feet tucked underneath her to stop her from going down any further. Her eyes skitter around the confined space before settling back on the bracelet. She says only two words as a whisper, like if she says it any louder, it might break the spell. ]
It's quiet.
[ ooc; for those of you in Odin, feel free to run into River in either part of the post - and I do mean literally, someone should run into her in the slide. 8) edit: I totally forgot! hover for Chinese translations! thanks to Holly for teaching me that trick and Google for my butchered Chinese. |Db ]
[ Some time later, the video clicks back on and River's face fills the entire feed, far too close as she tries to peer into the little jewel of her bracelet. She eventually gives up and pulls back to show brown eyes wide and curious, dark hair framing pallid skin that's ... almost gold in the scant lighting.
She's sitting in the middle of the slide, feet tucked underneath her to stop her from going down any further. Her eyes skitter around the confined space before settling back on the bracelet. She says only two words as a whisper, like if she says it any louder, it might break the spell. ]
It's quiet.
[ ooc; for those of you in Odin, feel free to run into River in either part of the post - and I do mean literally, someone should run into her in the slide. 8) edit: I totally forgot! hover for Chinese translations! thanks to Holly for teaching me that trick and Google for my butchered Chinese. |Db ]
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You're not a doctor! [It's not nearly as offended as he wants it to be but that's totally okay because A) she's cute and B) he's somehow not as weird as her.
And then he actually takes a good look at her while she watches and - besides being extremely uncomfortable - he feels like...he feels like he knows her face.]
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No. Not a doctor.
[ River could be, a dozen times over, but - alas. ]
Simon is. He could fix it, if you -
[ She trails off a little, discomforted and distracted, and scoots a little further forward onto her heels. There's the troublesome matter of having to move if he wants to get to a doctor, and she's not too inclined to do so at the moment. ]
i apologize
Except this time he's just bumped into River Tam. Holy shit]
Oh my gooooooood - Uh that's totally one hundred and ten percent fine. My nose feels fine.
[Okay the trick is not to panic. No panicking. Or jokes. No Firefly jokes. She'll think you're crazy!
...Well that'd hardly be a problem.
But still! No jokes.
Meanwhile Stiles looks as if he might explode from all the 'no panicking, no joking' he's telling himself.]
Your back looks fine too. Yep, no damage here.
lfmsd oh stiles. never apologise!
And she can't see him. Even when she looks back up at him, watches his eyes and tries, she can't. ]
Guàirén. Maybe it's in your head.
[ Haha, yeah. Brain damage. She's a witty one. She inches forward a little more, away from him, hugging her knees. ]
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[And then the awkward silence descends upon him in all it's glory.]
So are you hating the city yet?
[D'oh.]
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No.
[ Not when the gods gave her silence. Real silence, for the first time since she drew breath; how can she hate it?
Though perhaps the key is 'yet.'
She turns just slightly, just enough to see him from her peripheral. ]
Do you?
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[He hates being asked questions about opinions and stuff maaaaaaaaaan.]
I mean..it's...it's really cool here. Admittedly. But I'm not exactly thrilled with the whole war thing.
And I miss people back home. But I don't want them to be here.
[Like his Dad. And Lydia.]
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You want to go home?