TLV 9 - Video

[bodilesswarrior]

[There's something undeniably wistful about Barbara's smile.]

I was a knight for Halloween, once. Never thought I'd end up as the real thing.

[She shakes her head, casting it all aside. She won't dwell on how it felt to run again.]

Is everyone accounted for?

[Private to the Admiral]

I'd like a key to the engine room.

Comments

[private]

[bodilesswarrior]

[Barbara's voice is a soft murmur.]

Depends on which change we're talking about.

[She's still for a long moment. Then she flips the page back, and holds the book up again, revealing a new picture.]

That's my dad. My first dad. [She's smiling, again, soft and sad.] I'd fallen - I was always running, as a kid. I was so fast - long legs, you know, I was tall for my age.

He always told me to get back up again.

[private]

[routemistress]

All of 'em. It's not the same for me, but you know that; no, scratch that, it is the same, you know. Timescale's just a detail. Or is it too easy to look at it that way from where I'm sitting?

[She gives the photograph her intent attention for several long moments.]

I'm amazed anyone ever needed to tell you that.

[private]

[bodilesswarrior]

I'd say the fundamentals are the same. We live and we lose and we move on.

[A soft laugh.] I learned a lot from him. How to be who I am now.

My mom - [She flips back a few pages more, to show a woman with soft red curls and the brightest blue eyes.] She never got a chance to teach me that much. But he always said I laughed like her.

The problem... [A deep breath.] The problem was - when she died, a part of him did, too.

Re: [private]

[routemistress]

Then a lot of people owe 'im a lot.

[She eyes the new picture, flicking her gaze between it and Barbara's own face, and her own breath catches briefly in sympathy.]

...Aye, that 'appens. I'm sorry, love.