And of course he didn't have the thoughts between, so while he was preparing some quip about if it was more stupid to mimic River for a trap or actually put her in one with him, probably something about forgotten Angels... he thinks the next bit... is still about River. Because if River's body was here but her soul wasn't? Eleven would be just as broken. Well, as broken as this face could get.
"Someone brought River's body here for a trap?" he asked, his voice dropping to that cold stillness that it got so very rarely. The Ponds would know the look in his eyes now. And few others. Well then. Whoever had done this was going to pay. They were going to pay. No matter how many favors he had to call in. And there were more. There were always more. And friends who would ride with him, even if they thought he was going too far.
"Someone needs to be reminded what happens to people who think that trying to get to me through the people I love." This expression might be familiar to Ten, it is the closest to his own face that Elven gets, but his face near the end.
"This game is over now," he said, pitching his voice to be heard by whoever might be running this. observing him, waiting to see how far he could go before he snapped. Well here it is. "This little game, this test, this trap. We are done with that now. And now you will FACE ME YOURSELF."
Re: Oh dear goddess. Here we go.
"Someone brought River's body here for a trap?" he asked, his voice dropping to that cold stillness that it got so very rarely. The Ponds would know the look in his eyes now. And few others. Well then. Whoever had done this was going to pay. They were going to pay. No matter how many favors he had to call in. And there were more. There were always more. And friends who would ride with him, even if they thought he was going too far.
"Someone needs to be reminded what happens to people who think that trying to get to me through the people I love." This expression might be familiar to Ten, it is the closest to his own face that Elven gets, but his face near the end.
"This game is over now," he said, pitching his voice to be heard by whoever might be running this. observing him, waiting to see how far he could go before he snapped. Well here it is. "This little game, this test, this trap. We are done with that now. And now you will FACE ME YOURSELF."