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Simon Tam (can_swear) wrote in indarkness_logs,
@ 2010-08-15 17:33:00

Entry tags:

!complete, 2032 08, river tam, simon tam

RP: Kidnapped?
Characters: Simon, River
Time/Date: evening, August 15
Location: Lobby
Warnings/Rating: None
Summary: Simon arrives
Status: Complete

Simon had read the note when he'd woken up. He recognized the feeling of having been drugged, and he was curious how it had happened. He had only the vaguest recollections of ... what, exactly? He'd gone to bed, and then he'd woken up here, with impressions of someone in a white coat. Part of him wondered if River had tried to stop them, and he felt sick as he wondered if River was all right now. No one back on the ship would know how to handle her, to take care of her. His thoughts slid to Kaylee, but only briefly. Kaylee was strong, could handle herself, could take him not being there, but River ...

He hoped the captain didn't actually throw her off the boat.

Having skimmed down the network posts, he really didn't like the picture that was being painted. He was startled to hear Jayne's voice, because Jayne had been ... on the boat just yesterday, but was speaking as if he'd been here for at least a little while. It didn't make sense, but he was getting the feeling that a lot of this place didn't make sense. Especially the mention of (he assumed, given context) Mal and Jayne. Were they all here? But they'd all been on Serenity. How could they have been in both places?

He'd been startled by the post with gunshots, and had been vaguely reminded of the few firefights he'd been ... near. He saw the warnings about the videos, but saw no actual videos. Shaking his head, he pocketed the device and his keys before glancing around the room. This was ... bizarre. Who kidnapped people and set them up in a hotel, and then ... apparently, given the tone of the network posts, sicced reavers on them? How long had this been going on? He had so many questions, and his room offered no answers.

Logic dictated then that he either posted something to the network, or ventured out to see if he could find an actual person to talk to.

Making his way down the stairs, Simon tucked his hands into his pockets. As he stepped out into the lobby of the hotel, he began a slow exploration of the area. He saw a kitchen sort of set up with what appeared to be a nest of boxes of ammunition, and some stray clothing on a couch, and what looked to be an entertainment area. He licked his lips and shook his head again before he pressed one hand to his mouth and wondered just what, exactly, he'd gotten himself into.

Standing where he was in roughly the center of the lobby, Simon looked around a little helplessly and hoped someone showed up.

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lilalbatross
2010-08-16 05:20 am UTC (link)

River had been very out of sorts for the last few days, and she could not find a specific reasons for it. The hotel was afraid, even fools could feel that, and she wasn't very good about keeping that from affecting her. But it was difficult when one was aware that in some unspecific timeframe in the near future reavers would be released on the citizens of this bubble world, and there would be little they could do to stop them.

Bubble world. She rolled that over on her tongue for a moment. It seemed...

Her thoughts were jarred by the sudden knowledge that there was something downstairs that she needed to see. She couldn't be sure what it was, only that it was important, and she wondered if it was weapons or bullets, as those seemed to be the sorts of things that people were finding today, if the network was any indication. Pulling herself from her bed, which she had been lying on and trying to ignore the way that shivers kept running through her body, she eased her way from her room and started down the stairs two at a time, stopping just before she reached the bottom and slowly tiptoeing her way down the last few, peering out into the lobby somewhat hesitantly.

It was as though her legs knew what was going on before the rest of her body had processed it, because she was still staring in utter bewilderment as her legs were carrying her closer to what she was sure - unless it was some kind of horrible trick - was her brother, standing there in the middle of the hall looking bewildered. She reached him quickly, slowly down only enough to keep from outright tackling him to the ground, and throwing her arms around him tightly as though he'd disappear if she didn't hold on.

"Simon," she said with certainty. "Missed you."

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can_swear
2010-08-16 05:31 am UTC (link)

Simon had been confused when he saw ... River ...? approaching him. Oh no. No, River couldn't be kidnapped, too. His arms came around her automatically, holding her close against him as he stroked her hair. "Shh, mei mei," he whispered when she'd mentioned missing him.

Missing him? He'd seen her just ... just last night. "River, how long ..." He swallowed. No, the important thing wasn't how long she'd been here. "How are you?" he asked instead as he stroked her hair back, trying to get a look at her face, her eyes, to see how she was.

If she'd been here ... for a while, what was she like without her medications? She'd been doing better, after Miranda, but she'd still been under treatment. He had a hundred other questions as well, questions about this place, but he assumed she wouldn't know, just like he was assuming it was just some weird happenstance that apparently Jayne and Mal - who he'd seen last night - were here, too.