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[ hello tranquility. incoming announcement from a very angry scottish ginger. otherwise known as, 008 » 067. that pond. of course she's trying to hold back how upset she is, but her expression is doing a rubbish job of hiding it. she wets her lips. ]
Okay, listen up. I'm not messing around here. Has anybody seen Rory? You know, skinny guy, bit of a nose. He is-- was a nurse. It's debatable. Whatever. That part's not important anyway. I can't find him. [ she's rambling because she's actually nervous, if it isn't obvious by her slightly shaky tone of voice. ] And not just Rory. What about— err, me? And yes, I actually mean me. The other Amy Pond. We were supposed to finally meet and sort all this madness out, and now— well, I can't get a hold of her either.
[ yeah, she knows how that sounds. 'maybe they ran off together.' don't worry, the thought already crossed her mind considering rory was the other amy pond's fiancee, too. as much as she didn't want to admit it. ]
People can't just disappear here, can they? We're on a bloody spaceship that doesn't really make very many stops! Unless they—
[ she looks like she might keep going (because she really could), but instead she just drops her forehead into her hand. that morbid thought is too horrible to entertain. so, instead, she takes a deep breath. ]
How many times is this going to happen?
[ this one is not an actual question. it's a frustrated sigh as she stops the message there. ]
Okay, listen up. I'm not messing around here. Has anybody seen Rory? You know, skinny guy, bit of a nose. He is-- was a nurse. It's debatable. Whatever. That part's not important anyway. I can't find him. [ she's rambling because she's actually nervous, if it isn't obvious by her slightly shaky tone of voice. ] And not just Rory. What about— err, me? And yes, I actually mean me. The other Amy Pond. We were supposed to finally meet and sort all this madness out, and now— well, I can't get a hold of her either.
[ yeah, she knows how that sounds. 'maybe they ran off together.' don't worry, the thought already crossed her mind considering rory was the other amy pond's fiancee, too. as much as she didn't want to admit it. ]
People can't just disappear here, can they? We're on a bloody spaceship that doesn't really make very many stops! Unless they—
[ she looks like she might keep going (because she really could), but instead she just drops her forehead into her hand. that morbid thought is too horrible to entertain. so, instead, she takes a deep breath. ]
How many times is this going to happen?
[ this one is not an actual question. it's a frustrated sigh as she stops the message there. ]
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