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[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[Lucy is sitting on the Plane, staring at nothing, her hands resting in her lap. she's been like this ever since Meredith's transmission, eyes affixed to the general location of the hologram]

Harry...? Harry is coming back, isn't he? [laughs a little, broken] They can't keep him forever, not my Harry. He's too good for them.

[if only she were more sure of this]

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[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

[Leela doesn't know who 'Harry' is, but she is disgusted by Meredith's transmission. As far as she knows, he is another innocent. Another piece in their captor's twisted games.

If she had been wiser, she would have found a way to save him. But she was not. Her knife was of no use here. All she could do was offer the poor woman a little comfort.]

No, they can't. They won't.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Did you see what she did to him? Oh Harry...

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

I could not miss it.

[There is anger in her voice, but it is not directed at Lucy. It is directed at the monsters who have engaged them in battle.]

This 'Harry' ... he is a friend of yours?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

My husband.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

[Which actually manages to make the situation even worse. She thinks, briefly, of Andred with a now familiar ache in her heart.]

I swear on my blade that they will pay for this.

[As far as Leela is concerned, it should be that simple. She doesn't really know what she's promising.]

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

And how do you intend on that?

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

I do not know. Yet.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I just want him back.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

I know. And you will. You were right when you said that they cannot keep him forever.

[Or, at least, Leela sincerely hoped that she was right.]

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Of course. Of course they can't.

I'm sorry, have we met...?

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

No. I am Leela.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Leela. A pleasure, I'm sure.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

It would be, if we had met in a more pleasant place and at a more pleasant time.

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[softly, to herself] Harry? [realisation dawns on her and she covers her mouth to hide her surprised expression.]

[hesitantly approaches her] O-Of course he will do. Just might have to wait for a bit, that's all.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Do you really suppose so?