Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 15, 2011 0:45:36 GMT -5
"What wouldn't've happened?" he asked, leaning forward to frown at her. He was seriously worried about her, and...well, he deserved to worry about her, every moment of his life if necessary, but at this particular moment, he could have done without it.
((I'm gonna head to bed. <3 Can't stop coughing! Blargh!))
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Post by Script on Dec 15, 2011 0:48:33 GMT -5
She shook her head. How could she tell him? How could she tell him that there was this...this...thing inside her? And it wasn't his. It should have been his.
"It doesn't matter." She wiped her eyes. "I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be upsetting you. Not after everything you've been through. You just need to rest and heal."
((Aw, feel better! Night!))
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Post by Skittery on Dec 15, 2011 8:26:26 GMT -5
((Since Skittery isn't here to be offended for himself, I'm going to be offended for him! My poor boy!!))
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Post by Goblin on Dec 15, 2011 10:30:56 GMT -5
((Aww! <3 Don't worry, Goblin definitely doesn't want a baby either!))
"Yeah, and the sooner you tell me what's going on, the sooner I can do that," he said, finally allowing his one terrible guess to resurface. "Script, are you...?" He couldn't even say it, let alone ask her whose it was.
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Post by Script on Dec 15, 2011 10:44:59 GMT -5
((Is there such a thing as Pre-Partum Depression? 'Cause I'm pretty sure Script's got it. She's totally lost her shit  )) She looked at him with big eyes, momentarily terrified, then a tear slipped down her cheek she nodded slowly, whispering, "I'm pregnant..." |
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Post by Goblin on Dec 15, 2011 10:57:58 GMT -5
((It's seriously a toss-up on which of them has had a worse week. I think Goblin wins because of Riddle, though. )) Goblin's head sank into his hands. He had no idea what to say, but from Script's behavior, he was pretty sure congratulations weren't in order. 'I'm sorry' didn't seem quite right, either, and how could he ask 'Whose is it?' when he didn't even want to know? What he really wanted to ask was whether the universe could just leave him alone, just give him a day to rest and mourn Lena, without another catastrophe crashing down on him. Of course, the fact that the universe hated him had been established long ago. "Are you okay?" he said at last, because it seemed to be the question that mattered most. |
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Post by Script on Dec 15, 2011 11:03:48 GMT -5
((True story. And Script is being uncharacteristically selfish.))
She shook her head. "No. I...I don't want it...does that make me a terrible person?" She chewed on her lip, head down, too ashamed to look at him.
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Post by Goblin on Dec 15, 2011 11:11:12 GMT -5
"No," he said quickly, sighing as he looked up at her. "Of course not. You didn't ask for it, so..." He bit his lip. "Is there anything I can do?" Anything that didn't involve moving his left arm, presumably.
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Post by Script on Dec 15, 2011 11:14:48 GMT -5
"No, I--" She lifted her head to look at him, eyes wet and sad. "I'm sorry, Sebastian. I--I haven't even told anybody, and I shouldn't--I shouldn't have burdened you with this. It's not your responsibility to care about me anymore." She licked her lips, taking a breath. "And I have no one to blame for that, but me."
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Post by Goblin on Dec 15, 2011 11:20:39 GMT -5
Well, if she was frustrated with him for the whole martyr thing, he could at least say that the feeling was mutual. "Jesus, Script, I don't care about you because it's my responsibility. I care about you because you're you. It's not just going to go away, okay? Not ever." He took a deep breath, because he was still woozy from blood loss and that speech had actually made him dizzy. "You haven't told anybody?"
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Post by Script on Dec 15, 2011 11:23:27 GMT -5
She sniffled, shaking her head. "No. Just--just Michael..."
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Post by Goblin on Dec 15, 2011 13:52:55 GMT -5
"Well, that's...that's someone," he pointed out, relieved that he wasn't actually the very first person she'd told. And if she went to Skittery first, that meant the baby had to be Skittery's, right? "So what did he say? Did you, uh...decide what to do yet?"
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Post by Script on Dec 15, 2011 14:01:40 GMT -5
She shook her head. "I--I don't think I could...go get rid of it..." She frowned. "Sometimes I wish I wasn't so damn Catholic." She bit her lip. "But...but I don't know if I'm...I'm gonna keep it...after..."
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Post by Goblin on Dec 15, 2011 14:10:35 GMT -5
He nodded sympathetically. "Well, you know I'm here if you need anything...or need to talk, or...well, anything." Though why she didn't talk to Skittery was beyond him. Wasn't he the one who always knew how to make her happy?
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Post by Script on Dec 15, 2011 14:13:29 GMT -5
She nodded, glancing up at him. "I--I'm sorry things turned out the way they did. I didn't mean for it to go that way..."
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