coppelganger: (it ain't you)
sarah manning ([personal profile] coppelganger) wrote2023-06-02 10:46 am
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Hey, it's Sarah. Leave a message.
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[personal profile] magnitudes 2016-12-27 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
You won't.

( There is a fierceness in that, a fierceness that she hasn't had since before she died, wrapping her arms tighter around Sarah. )

I don't care if I have to tear apart the bloody walls between worlds myself, Saroula. You aren't going to die on that beach. I won't let you. You are going to live, and you're going to have a long, happy life with Kira and your family. I don't care what I have to do to make sure that happens. You will live and you'll be happy.
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[personal profile] magnitudes 2016-12-27 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
I know.

( Or, okay, maybe she doesn't know, but she understands, and she kisses Sarah's temple. For a few moments, she's quiet, before she eyes Sarah's bed and gently starts to steer her towards it, walking Sarah towards it even as the continues the hug. )

We're gonna lie down, okay? And I'm gonna get you some food. We'll just curl up for a while. I'll even put on that French movie, if you like.
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[personal profile] magnitudes 2016-12-28 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
( Having steered Sarah to the bed, Sarissa fluffs the pillows, and pulls the cover over Sarah. She pauses only a moment, brushing Sarah's hair back and kissing her forehead before she slips away to the kitchen. It doesn't take her long to return with two bowls - one of plain pasta, another with a rich sauce of tomato and basil and garlic and whatever else she improvised to make it delicious, with cheese piled on top. She sets the tray on the bed next to Sarah, and brings over the tea from before, setting it on Sarah's bedside. )

You need the movie or some quiet?
Edited 2016-12-28 23:54 (UTC)
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[personal profile] magnitudes 2016-12-29 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
You're allowed to freak out. Still be freaked out.

( Sarissa makes a quiet sound and perches on the edges of the bed, brushing back Sarah's hair. )

You've been holding me together, Saroula, but I can hold you together, too. That's what we do.