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[waterfield]

( a sob is the first thing that can be heard, rather than spotting her. she always was louder than she was vibrant, but here she is in all her glory, on her knees, acting like a child. soft and quiet, though she remains sobbing. hiccoughing soon follows, sniffles and for a short time, all that can be produced from the girl are the sounds of misery and despair. this is the second time she’s found herself in this strange area, neither one of said two times could she recall really wanting to stay. or, rather, she thought it was — but nothing made sense at the moment, nothing but sobbing seemed to be the right thing to do )

Is someone there…? ( preferably someone she might know? her voice whimpers the words and her palms, finding her eyes, rub the heels against to try and dry the tears that relentlessly fall ) Please, can someone hear me…?

( Victoria is far from being aware of whom she’s trying to talk to. for some reason, she can recall someone from before but can’t see anyone this time. slowly, she inhales a shaky breath, picks herself up from the ground and awkwardly begins to walk )

I remember, from before, there was someone… Please, aren’t you still there? ( another choking sob, as she realizes that she might have just imagined seeing someone. what if she’s imagined this whole situation? it might even be some dream, or rather nightmare, that just feels as though it’s real. but then again, when she had returned home, it hadn’t felt right for some reason. what had that woman’s name been? oh, that’s right )

Meredith? ( another shaky breath ) Meredith… Sault? That was it, wasn’t it? Oh, please… Please, I’m frightened and I— I thought I’d gotten away from all this stuff!

( she proceeds to walk along the Plane, not that she realized that’s what it was called or even began to fathom wherever it was that she might be. the walk was seeming endless, there really didn’t seem as though there was much of a destination for her to find and so realizing that she was extremely lost, and so once more, she falls to her knees in a heap )

Mister Harris! Missus Harris! ( she choked on a sob ) Please, I don’t want to be alone! I don’t understand, what is going on? Where am I…? What happened?

( she whimpers and mutters before burying her head into her hands ) …if I wanted this, I would have stayed on the TARDIS…

Comments

[hisoldgirl]

And you are whole. You had no reason to worry.

[waterfield]

I suppose that I... Didn't... ( suffice to say she feels a little sheepish, but one can't blame her. most any time the TARDIS is near, something bad happens, although that's usually given the Doctor's presence. )

[hisoldgirl]

[it's a more than fair observation, really. the Doctor is rather danger prone, and him and the TARDIS always go hand-in-hand]

Would you like to stay longer, or will you go look for Jaime and the Doctor now?

[waterfield]

Might you know where they are?

[hisoldgirl]

Specifically? No. They are around. It should not be difficult to find them if you spend some time on the Plane.

[waterfield]

Oh... ( well, that was a bust idea. still, it was worth it to ask. after a moment, she shifts and speaks up again: ) Is there some 'magical' way of looking for them like the travel, or... no?

[hisoldgirl]

No. Not that I have used.

[waterfield]

Oh...
Have you any mind of their hangabouts here?

[hisoldgirl]

I do not, child.

[waterfield]

( well, that was unfortunate. )

Thank you anyway, then.