2spooky au

[makingsouffles]

[It's weird, being dead.

Or well, weird being dead and not exactly where you were when you died. Then again, wandering the darkness of space for eternity sounded like it'd get really old after awhile, so Oswin's pretty sure she should be grateful whatever this is pulled her in. She still hasn't really figured much out about where she's ended up, besides the fact that it's obviously some sort of ship.

And, of course, that it's not really an it at all, given that the ship's the reason she's here. The feeling of another soul, another being hums in the walls and Oswin feels it in the air itself, if not physically. She won't be feeling a lot physically from now on, seems like.

She hasn't got enough energy to manifest properly, but at least she can move around, try to figure out exactly what's going on here. Is this what happens to people when they die, they just sort of...linger? She won't exactly admit to being scared, but...well. Given that she just died an hour or two ago, she's got plenty of right to be a little rattled.

The room she's found herself in looks like some sort of library, and as Oswin drifts aimlessly among the shelves, she spots a figure nearby, shadowed by the light of a fireplace before it. She might be invisible, but whoever it is will probably feel a drop in temperature as she approaches as best she can, curious as to who she's found.]

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[mrcool]

[He smiles slightly at where he knows she must be.]

Don't strain yourself too much. At least I know who you are now.

[makingsouffles]

[He'll feel his shoulder get a little cooler as Oswin lays her head there, resting up. Maybe it'll get easier, once she's practiced enough, but short spurts of energy are all she can manage for now.

She rustles the pages a little in agreement, not turning them but just letting them move like a soft breeze stirred them. Just to let him know she's still there.]

[mrcool]

[He lets out a sigh, wishing he could touch her to reassure her.]

I really am glad to have you here. I could use the company. And the TARDIS could too, I'm sure.

[makingsouffles]

[Maybe once she's manifested properly, Doctor. Don't lose hope, because Oswin sure isn't.

A brief smirk tugs at her lips.] M'not really much company now. [She hasn't tried talking yet, maybe it takes less energy than actually moving things. The Doctor, however, will only hear what would be the faintest of whispers to human ears.]

[mrcool]

[He doesn't hear much, just murmurs that don't quite sound like words. But he hears something. Blinking in surprise, he looks around.]

Was that you?

[makingsouffles]

[She beams and the room's entire atmosphere lightens. He can hear her! Maybe not properly yet, but it's a lot better than communicating through the pages of a book.

Still, she hasn't got enough energy to say anything else yet, so instead the book's pages flutter once more in confirmation.]