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no_fastolfe[Filtered to Rassilon, Rinzler, Rhade, Seven, Martha, and Dracula]
Though some of you already know: I can now say, conclusively, that Sherlock Holmes, my warden, has left the barge.
[She looks very chilly as she says this, haughty and unaffected.
Please ignore the tension in her neck. She's being emotionless.]
Though some of you already know: I can now say, conclusively, that Sherlock Holmes, my warden, has left the barge.
[She looks very chilly as she says this, haughty and unaffected.
Please ignore the tension in her neck. She's being emotionless.]
Spam
Date: 2011-11-27 09:23 pm (UTC)[Easier to conceptualize with the man as not necessary support, but a tool for well-being. Perhaps not the way Martha would like to see it, but a dynamic that Vasilia could understand.]
I would-- hate the lack of you. Were you to go. You have been a constant comfort to me. But in this-- it must be to your benefit, Martha. Not mine, not anyone else's.
[Vasilia's eyes gleam with new tears, but these are not the helpless angry ones she shed before. Her own self interest wars with an understanding of must be. But she knows what is right.]
Madam. Look to yourself. Heal yourself, this time.
Spam
Date: 2011-11-27 10:04 pm (UTC)If he wasn't going to stay, then she wasn't going to either. It only took a few nights without him to remind her of why she had things like three am movie clubs and why she overworked herself so badly in the infirmary. Martha had been unhappy for most of her time here, and she didn't want to go back to any of that.]
I think you're right. I have to go.
Spam
Date: 2011-11-27 10:52 pm (UTC)Spam
Date: 2011-11-28 05:43 am (UTC)[Martha hugged her tightly for a long moment.]
I'll think very highly of you, and miss you.
Re: Spam
Date: 2011-11-28 05:44 am (UTC)Entirely mutual, Madam Doctor. Please be well.