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Feb 14, 2018 14:24:37 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2018 14:24:37 GMT -7
(TRIGGER WARNING: There is a oneshot that accompanies this thread. Murder is involved.)
Sarah was hungry. Not physically. More like blood thirsty. Idle for too long, pacified. It made her angry and anxious. LIke a caged and hungry tiger that had to deal with food being dangled right out of reach. And finally, she was at the snapping point. IF Elaine didn’t have a job soon, bad things would happen.
Unfortunately, something happened before then. Dakoda, her older brother, had sent her a letter. Wanting to talk in private. Because he knew what she’d done. A vague letter, but Sarah knew what he meant. Ophelia. His child. He knew that Sarah was being the miscarriage.
This complicated things.
IT was spur of the moment, but she had to act quickly. She stopped by the Purifier’s base first but Elaine wasn’t there, so she’d hastily written a note and given it to one of Elaine’s puppets (knowing the young woman would get the message) explaining that she had to take care of a personal matter and would be gone a few days. Her next stop was to Callisto’s, Sebastian and a bag in hand. This wasn’t the first time Sarah had shown up at the doorstep with no warning and an expectation that the young woman care for the little boy. IT was a rather frequent occurrence. With a knock she waited almost impatiently for Callisto (or even Mina, though Mina would be a troublesome babysitter) to answer the door.
@callisto mina pandora oliveira (For reference )
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Mar 2, 2018 6:14:13 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2018 6:14:13 GMT -7
Callisto was sitting on the couch, reading a book with a glass of wine she had been sipping. As per usual, she actually drank much more than she meant to, even while constantly berating Mina for doing just that. That was the irony of their relationship. In reality, they weren't that different, no matter how hard Callisto pretended they were. She heard a knock on the door and jumped just a little. She wasn't expecting anyone. She closed the book and set the glass of wine aside before answering. Sarah, with Sebastian. This had happened before. Callisto sighed, looking down at Sebastian to give him a big smile. She bent down to kiss his forehead, "hey, Sebby. Go ahead and head to my room. You know where your blanket is," she said sweetly. Then she straightened up, eyes on Sarah, "hi."sarah jane oliveira
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