Sammie
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Post by Sammie on Dec 15, 2011 23:00:06 GMT -5
"You two seem popular enough to get people to help you with getting rid of Eastman," said Sammie, chuckling softly. "You both don't seem too bad to me."
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Wraith
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Post by Wraith on Dec 16, 2011 10:39:26 GMT -5
"Oh, we can be very persuasive when we need to be," she said with a smile. "And, um...thanks, I guess." She wasn't sure how much it meant coming from a hardened gang member who had probably killed people (and not necessarily bad people, the kind Wraith herself had killed), but at least someone approved of them.
She glanced at the clock--she'd promised herself she wouldn't annoy Sebastian by checking on him every five minutes, but how long had she expected that vow to hold up, really? "Care to go see how Goblin's doing?"
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Sammie
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Post by Sammie on Dec 17, 2011 1:06:31 GMT -5
"Goblin?" she repeated, looking at her in confusion. "Oh, is that his newsie nickname or something? Yeah, let's hope he's still breathing." She covered up her worry with jokes and sarcasm, refusing to let anyone notice how much she cared.
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Post by Wraith on Dec 17, 2011 9:06:37 GMT -5
She gave Sammie a look before getting up and leading the way to the infirmary. She poked her head in and saw her brother sitting up in bed, staring out the window, and looking as if his thoughts were on another planet entirely--and very far from happy.
She cleared her throat, and he jumped and then turned to roll his eyes at her. "Clara, you really don't need to--oh, hey there, Sammie. Figured you would've taken off by now." He still sounded kind of listless, however.
Wraith frowned. "Where's Script?"
"Went out to sell her papes," Goblin said, giving her a look that suggested she really shouldn't pursue the subject.
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Sammie
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Post by Sammie on Dec 18, 2011 5:16:50 GMT -5
"How you been?" asked Sammie, walking in and sitting down on the nearby cot.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 18, 2011 9:33:21 GMT -5
"How do you think?" he said with a sigh, being uncharacteristically honest. Sammie could read people, anyway; he'd seen that almost as soon as they met. Then he turned to his sister with big puppy eyes. "Hey, Clara, could I get a glass of water?"
Wraith rolled her eyes at him. "You can walk!"
"You won't let me!"
"Fine," she muttered, giving him a suspicious look; what could he possibly want to discuss alone with Sammie? She flounced out of the room...and then stood by the keyhole to eavesdrop.
"You want to talk about the whole Eastman thing?" Goblin asked bluntly once Wraith appeared to be gone. He was worried about how Sammie was taking it--and besides, it would be better than discussing his problems.
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Sammie
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Post by Sammie on Dec 18, 2011 11:57:31 GMT -5
"No," replied Sammie just as bluntly. She'd almost forgotten about the whole thing until now. Not that it mattered anyway, her supposed father who was the head of a gang and made her his right hand is now dead.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 18, 2011 12:00:46 GMT -5
"So you're just gonna forget all about it?" He raised an eyebrow skeptically. There were people out there with answers--that Oswald guy, for one, if he wasn't dead--and Sammie had to have questions. If it were him in this situation, he'd already be hatching a plan to learn everything he could.
But maybe she simply didn't want to know. Which was probably a healthier response, come to think of it.
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Sammie
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Post by Sammie on Dec 18, 2011 23:20:01 GMT -5
"It's not something for you to worry about," she replied in a somewhat gentler tone despite the look on her face.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 18, 2011 23:34:39 GMT -5
"Who says I'm worried?" he said with a slight smirk. "I'm just trying to avoid my problems." He glanced at the door, raising an eyebrow as he wondered if Wraith had just disappeared for good.
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Sammie
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Post by Sammie on Dec 18, 2011 23:39:55 GMT -5
"By distracting me with mine?" she smirked, half teasing. "What are you possibly worried about? You're alive. You've got people looking after you."
((I MISS YOU. *GLOMP*))
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 18, 2011 23:44:59 GMT -5
"Nothing you and me need to talk about," he said a bit sarcastically, throwing her own sentiment back at her. And then he hurried up and asked her something else before he lost his nerve. "Do you remember what Riddle said? Before she...?" It was a stupid question; he doubted she remembered much of anything after he tackled her when the bullets started flying.
((SAME!! *counter-glomp* <3))
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Post by Sammie on Dec 18, 2011 23:48:54 GMT -5
Sammie frowned, hoping she'd had a better answer. "It was all a blur... I don't really remember much other than trying to get out of there." Hell, she was trying to survive. More accurately, she wanted the both of them to survive.
"I'm sorry about her, Sebastian..." she said almost sincerely.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Dec 18, 2011 23:52:32 GMT -5
He didn't answer right away, just turned away to look out the window. "You're actually the only person who's said that," he said after a while. "So...thanks."
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Post by Sammie on Dec 18, 2011 23:56:35 GMT -5
Sammie blinked, her face in surprise. "Really?"
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