Mar 27, 2011 17:19
oxfffffford: john buchanan | oxford,
stillnotouchie: robert hargreaves,
- members,
kneebruises: sasha,
boomfizzlepop: michiru amy carlisle,
freaklike: aspen,
imlosingmy: kaena,
polishmyarmour: arthur pendragon,
- open,
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steps...
away... ]
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The way she talks sounds like she's scolding a kid.]
Come back here, Sasha.
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Why did she get out of bed... ]
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What're you doing here? Didn't Kulshedra tell you to cut that shit out?
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And she's too fucking hung up on the fact that Sasha got away. Aspen wants to know how, but... it's Sasha. Gaining her trust is like trying to reach the moon with your fingers.]
The least you could do is answer me with words.
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[ It's barely audible, the way she speaks. She swallows in dry and shrugs her shoulders in that protective manner of hers, looking like she's going to disappear underneath her clothes. ]
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... It's fine.
[Another pause. She crosses her arms, sounding a little impatient.]
But stop acting so nervous all the time. No wonder they like to pick on you so much.
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I-- [ She glances off to the side, before stealing a quick glance at Aspen, but her attention, per usual, does not last long on any face to avoid eye contact. ] I can't. I'm, I'm sorry.
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She purses her lips with a shrug.]
Fine, your loss, Sasha. Just trying to help.
[She looks around.]
So, what are you doing here?
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I just... ended up here. [ Which is not a lie. ] I don't know. [ But that's the how. The what is a completely different matter.
She's been using her vision-powers a bit lately and she's starting to feel the sickening need for human blood - her body hurts more than usual, she gets a little feverish and nauseated, among other lovely symptoms. She's just too much out of comfort zone to bash someone's head in and take their blood. ]
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You just ended up here. [Right.] So where did you come from?
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[ She twists the hem of her sleeves apprehensively and not looking at Aspen, she asks: ] Can I, hum... May, May I-- Do you m-mind if I, if I smoke?
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Sure, fine. [she waves her hand.] Just as long as you don't talk with that thing in your mouth. You know I hate that.
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She looks around slowly, like she's tired (she is, of course, sleeps very little, eats even less), and then looks at Aspen, again for a short moment. ]
Is she... [ A pause. ] I-Is she, w-with you?
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