cape_kore | River Tam | Day 64

[ Sometime before dawn the video clicks on, though it might not be terribly obvious at first; a night like this in a place with such little artificial light means that the video begins terribly dark, but eventually it focuses to show the strange constellations in the sky above Cape Kore. ]

Good morning. May God give you a good morning, adios, good bye, vas a Dios, you go with God, so it has always been attributed to higher and distant and foreign powers, that there is no control to be had over our spinning through the 'verse. Trapped on a rock, in a dream, trapped and here we are, back to ourselves.

Worse for wear. Damaged, cracked, broken, missing pieces, missing tunes, missing bones, missing missing missing...

Some of you are new, agitated and angry and odd like all the others. Why are you here? We don't know. How do you go home? We don't know but she can tell you, she can tell you this...

When you go you are taken and when you are taken it is sudden, and when it is sudden it sets the entire axis to spin in the wrong direction.

[ She sighs. A hand moves to blot out some of the stars, fingers spreading a bit to let the light back through, but not all of it. ]

If God is here then God is trapped along with all the other rats in the maze.

Come on new voices. Come on and upheave your suffering, vent your frustrations, scream to the sky. Make noise that we may be able to better identify the new notes, she and I, make noise so that she may be better able to say goodbye when you're gone if she remains.

Announce yourselves, oh friends of mine, that she may feel reassured you haven't gone to dust like the carbon in starts that sits in our very bones, the iron and silver and atoms that are only as close as they will ever be. Nothing ever touches.

Announce yourselves for I am tired and angry and will set my soul to wounded hearts like the anchor and she won't be tracking you all down today. No, not today.

So much happens from sunset to sunrise. So much happens during the day. So much happens in so few hours, a handful of moments and it may be a miracle we haven't set the woods alight.

Why haven't we?!

[ Private to: Steve Rogers ]

Would you like a list? The dead and the missing?

There was a murder and there are several who did not wake in their beds.

[ Private to: Daneel ]

You have been a good friend to Ned. Thank you thank you thank you.

This means you have to keep yourself whole. Do you fight? Can you fight?

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No.

[ He grins. ] It's toast. You cut it into strips. Then you make an egg but you keep it in its shell. It's soft. My nanny would call it a dippy egg. We had special egg cups painted like the queen's guard.

[ Thinking of Raven sets an ache in his throat but he doesn't push it away. ] Raven coming to me was the reason I first used my telepathy with any sort of insistence. I had to make them believe she belonged there with me.

[ River cants her head a bit, smiling. She can't imagine it but she gets the image of it from Charles' description. ]

Would want to try that. [ Or anything Charles could manage cooking, really.

If he can stand being in the kitchen. ]

It worked. It was better. [ She knows that. Better for Charles, better for Raven. ] She'll be waiting for you back home.

I hope so.

[ Wrapping his arms around himself, his plate balanced easily. ] I hope they're both safe.

[ River can't echo the sentiment. Hope is a stupid and fragile thing for her, one that reality laughs in the face of every single breathing moment. She constructs faith instead, faith fueled by knowing, only here?

Here she doesn't know much and it shows. ]

What is safety?

Now that's a question I don't know the answer to.

[ He'd love to understand, to be able to give River the answers she needs. ]

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