*stands outside the captain's quarters, ringing doorchime*

*rocks back and forth on balls of feet, anxious*

*rolls over in bed, brow furrowed and beaded with sweat*

*muscles tense, curls tight into a ball, shivering*

*wakes with a jolt, panting and gasping for breath, looking around frantically before realising it was a bad dream*

*a dream... *

*clutches Toby close, eyes shut, sleep recapturing consciousness... *

*sits on bed, playing with Toby, untying and retying the handkerchief from around Toby's neck*

*thinks about Henry and Lottie, how they're his kids- at least one of them his own flesh and blood, drawing reason for him to love them more ( Read more... )

*sniffs*
*sits in quarters on floor, holding handkerchief*
*hugs it to chest*

*ties it 'round Toby's neck*

Okay, Toby, now you have to guard it with your life.

*hugs Toby*

*wanders into living area, looking for Toby*

Mama, I can't find Toby... *sniff*

Hairy smells funny.

I'm hungry. Where's Kes?

Toby says he doesn't like Hairy, either.

Mama says Hairy wants to take us to Voyager. For forever.

I don't wanna go.

My head hurts whenever I go outside and it's really loud.

I don't like Hairy.

continued from here*the large colourful bird prods with it's long hooked beak, nudging her shoulder ( Read more... )

Um. Mama told me I can start keeping documan- docu- a journal like this, so that I can remember the things that happened later on ( Read more... )

*is surrounded by confusion*
*is pummeled by thoughts of frustration and rage, surrounding her own cold fear*
*has no idea where is, these people- they're filled with cynicism and resentment, they're nothing at all like Mama, like Granddad, like Unkajon....*

*begins to cry*
Where is Unkajon?

*looks around at the women in the room*
Who? Who are ( Read more... )