I'm getting a migraine, and can't muster the energy to change log-ins, but Sara-Lincoln prettyplease? Possibly while they're on the run? Maybe a moment when Michael has stepped away, or out, or is asleep, after they rescue her in the van (from your fic which name escapes me atm). And I want a hug, darnit! Tentative, awkward, perhaps uncomortable, but a hug! A recognition and acknowledgement that, because of the person they're both inextricably linked to that they are now part of each other's lives. And that what she did, she didn't do just for Michael, but for Linc as well.
Gah - I can't explain myself at all well, but I'm pretty sure you can translate the gibberish into something resembling sense.
i don't think this has been done yet. how about climbing inside the governer's head? why has he seemingly gone from daddy dearest to daddy consernist about his daughter? his thoughts during his jail visit with sara and their "office" chat. why does he have linc's file out? what are his advisors really trying to tell him in their sneaky, underhanded, double-talk kinda way?
see? so much undercurrent. i'm afraid sara is just the fuzzy bunny of innocence and her farther is the big bad wolf....or maybe i'm just paranoid. '-]
no obligation, please don't feel presured to write a fic using my thoughts. it's just something buzzing around in my head. i won't be upset or anything. if your muse likes, great, if not, no biggie. thanks for listening anyway.
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Sara unfolded the crane for seemed like the thousandth time. Her skin prickled and she looked up.
"You can't be here."
"I know."
"Get out."
"Sara."
"They're watching me ..."
I just want Michael to show up for one night and then be gone ... but they get a chance to talk. And Um.. Maybe do other stuff.
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Gah - I can't explain myself at all well, but I'm pretty sure you can translate the gibberish into something resembling sense.
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P.S. Feel better! *hugs you*
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Yay OTPP! Thank you!
*hugs you back*
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see? so much undercurrent. i'm afraid sara is just the fuzzy bunny of innocence and her farther is the big bad wolf....or maybe i'm just paranoid. '-]
no obligation, please don't feel presured to write a fic using my thoughts. it's just something buzzing around in my head. i won't be upset or anything. if your muse likes, great, if not, no biggie. thanks for listening anyway.
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