Sammie
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Post by Sammie on Dec 13, 2011 22:22:48 GMT -5
Sammie looked over at Script, finally putting the pieces together. He'd done it because of her.
"There was no stopping him," she said after a few moments.
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Post by Script on Dec 13, 2011 22:25:55 GMT -5
Cav raked a hand through his hair. "This mean it's over?"
Script clutched Sebastian's hand, looking at his face. "No. I still have to testify in court. You guys should get some sleep. Clara and I'll stay with him."
The question of Sammie's role in all of this -- and her relationship with Sebastian -- nagged the back of her mind, but she pushed it aside, focusing on him, silently praying.
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Wraith
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Post by Wraith on Dec 13, 2011 22:28:14 GMT -5
"Thanks for getting me," Wraith added, looking up at Cav a bit guiltily, realizing she hadn't said a word to him since he told her. "And...thanks for bringing him back," she added softly, turning to Sammie. The old Pearson system of trading in favors was already starting to weigh on her; she'd owe quite a few after tonight.
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Sammie
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Post by Sammie on Dec 13, 2011 22:37:40 GMT -5
Sammie simply nodded as she pushed herself off the bed. She was sure that Sebastian had more than enough people to watch him. She walked out of the room, wondering what the hell she was going to do now.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 14, 2011 21:55:16 GMT -5
Goblin woke up with a strong feeling that a lot of time had passed. There was morning sunlight coming through the windows, for one thing; for another, his sister was snuggled up next to him, wide awake, watching him like a hawk.
"Hey, Clara," he said as he opened his eyes.
Wraith sat up straight, let out a shriek, and immediately burst out sobbing. "You were supposed to wake up hours ago! I waited and waited! I thought you were slipping into a coma or something! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS! I hate you!"
Goblin stared at her for a couple seconds, then pulled her into a slightly painful one-armed hug. "Really?"
"No," she muttered, gently hugging him back, "but you're an idiot. And you probably woke Maggie," she added, looking over at a nearby chair. Goblin followed her gaze in surprise; he hadn't even realized Script was still in the room.
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Post by Script on Dec 14, 2011 21:58:43 GMT -5
Script woke up with a start as soon as she heard Wraith start sobbing. She sat up, pushing her hair out of her face and moving to the side of the bed. "How--how are you feeling?" She moved to pour water from a pitcher into a bowl on a tray by the bed. His shoulder needed cleaning.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 14, 2011 22:16:24 GMT -5
"All right," he said, but it didn't sound very convincing. His shoulder was still throbbing, but it was Lena he was thinking of. He'd dreamed about her all night--well, a mix of dreams and memories--and her death had left him with a haunting mix of pain and confusion that wasn't going away anytime soon, if ever. "Where's Sammie?" he asked with a frown, glancing around the room.
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Post by Script on Dec 14, 2011 22:18:29 GMT -5
"In the bunkroom, last I checked. Probably still asleep." She tried to keep her voice calm, soothing. Mostly for her own sanity.
She undressed his shoulder, checking the makeshift stitches she'd given him, then patted the area with a damp washcloth.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 14, 2011 22:20:59 GMT -5
He looked down at his shoulder in amazement. "You did that?" Thank God he hadn't been awake. "Thanks," he said awkwardly, almost wishing it had been Wraith who did it, or Sammie, or anyone else other than the one person he'd hurt most.
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Post by Script on Dec 14, 2011 22:23:35 GMT -5
"They made us take a first-aid class at school. And I figured it was a lot like darning socks." Or that's what she forced herself to think of it as while she was doing it so she didn't throw up all over the place. "Cav held you down and got me what I needed. We didn't have time to get Clara until afterwards." She drenched a cotton ball in alcohol. "This is probably going to sting."
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 14, 2011 22:27:50 GMT -5
He smiled weakly at her. It didn't reach his eyes, though, and wouldn't for as long as Riddle was fresh on his mind. "I'll just have to remember that I'm basically a sock, then." He braced himself while she cleaned the wound, and squeezed Wraith's hand until she gave him a look that said he was being a baby. After which he just squeezed slightly less hard.
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Post by Script on Dec 14, 2011 22:30:50 GMT -5
Maggie's eyes darted to his face as she blew lightly on his shoulder as she cleaned his shoulder, to ease the pain. "You'll have a scar."
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 14, 2011 22:35:47 GMT -5
"It'll pretty much blend right in," he pointed out wryly.
Wraith winced at that and snuggled closer against him. She was exhausted after her all-night vigil, and about ready to doze off on his shoulder. He draped his good arm around her, happy just to have her there. I'll never do this to you again, he promised silently. He didn't even want to think about how much he owed everyone else--Cav, Sammie, Risk, Macbeth, Tristan...and Script most of all. And now it's over. And I'm still alive. Who'd've thought?
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Post by Script on Dec 14, 2011 22:38:13 GMT -5
She didn't respond, just watched him hold Wraith tighter, and her heart jumped into her throat. She cleared her throat, moving to get a fresh bandage. "Be careful with it a while, don't lift anything heavy." She held his arm carefully, her fingers nimbly wrapping his shoulder.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 14, 2011 22:42:04 GMT -5
"Papers are heavy," he sighed, and his sister opened her eyes to exchange a rather sneaky look with him. They both knew he always had a good amount of cash stashed away, thanks to various deals and schemes; he wasn't going to starve if he didn't work for a while.
"Seriously, Maggie...thanks for this," he added, catching her eye to show he meant it. He didn't really know what else to say, other than, What now?
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