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Oct. 23rd, 2012 01:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Sara fixes an eye on the camera. She's about 12/13, but an early bloomer, and she looks mad as hell.]
Wasn't once enough? I'm not gonna do this again. I'm not going to hold still for another two months so you can do whatever the fuck you want to me again. I'm not gonna let you, you can kill me first. Or I'll kill you.
[She sounds determined, but she doesn't actually know what happened to her the first time she was abducted, only that it hurt. She's actually kind of terrified that she might remember it this time around.]
And all these little kids? What the hell is wrong with you people? All this cozy babysitting shit doesn't change the fact that we're prisoners. Let them go.
Any of you lay a hand on any of them and I'm breaking it the fuck off.
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[After pretty much trashing the room she woke up in, Sara's found two things of interest: an NYPD badge - not her dad's, the number's wrong - and a .357 revolver. She's not a great shot, but she knows her way around a gun, and she manages to get it loaded and tucked in the back of her jeans. One of the shirts she found in the closet, unbuttoned, more or less hides it from casual inspection.
You can find her prowling the halls, watching out for adult malfeasance and looking like she doesn't need much more than an excuse.]
[OOC: Multithreads much encouraged. Prior warning for the likelihood of violence; Sara is a fighty angry mess at this stage of her life and won't hesitate to pull a gun on an adult or anyone claiming to have a degree of control over the situation. I am fine with/kind of expect her ending up in Zero. PP or PM me for any plot queries!]
Wasn't once enough? I'm not gonna do this again. I'm not going to hold still for another two months so you can do whatever the fuck you want to me again. I'm not gonna let you, you can kill me first. Or I'll kill you.
[She sounds determined, but she doesn't actually know what happened to her the first time she was abducted, only that it hurt. She's actually kind of terrified that she might remember it this time around.]
And all these little kids? What the hell is wrong with you people? All this cozy babysitting shit doesn't change the fact that we're prisoners. Let them go.
Any of you lay a hand on any of them and I'm breaking it the fuck off.
[Open Spam]
[After pretty much trashing the room she woke up in, Sara's found two things of interest: an NYPD badge - not her dad's, the number's wrong - and a .357 revolver. She's not a great shot, but she knows her way around a gun, and she manages to get it loaded and tucked in the back of her jeans. One of the shirts she found in the closet, unbuttoned, more or less hides it from casual inspection.
You can find her prowling the halls, watching out for adult malfeasance and looking like she doesn't need much more than an excuse.]
[OOC: Multithreads much encouraged. Prior warning for the likelihood of violence; Sara is a fighty angry mess at this stage of her life and won't hesitate to pull a gun on an adult or anyone claiming to have a degree of control over the situation. I am fine with/kind of expect her ending up in Zero. PP or PM me for any plot queries!]
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Date: 2012-10-23 04:57 pm (UTC)[Oh God what the hell has she gone through, that's. A little horrifying for her to just assume.]
This place is called the Barge. And sometimes, really weird things happen here, but not torture. Have you been to the deck yet?
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Date: 2012-10-23 05:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-10-23 05:16 pm (UTC)[Private]
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Date: 2012-10-23 06:55 pm (UTC)[Private]
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Date: 2012-10-23 07:26 pm (UTC)If I see you out there I'm going to break your fucking teeth.
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Date: 2012-10-23 07:28 pm (UTC)How about I come to you and save us both the trouble of waiting?
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Date: 2012-10-23 07:34 pm (UTC)How about you take a bath with a hairdryer? I'm not going to just stand around and make your job easier.
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Date: 2012-10-23 08:02 pm (UTC)And I'm not going to let you hurt anyone.
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Date: 2012-10-23 08:09 pm (UTC)[Private]
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Date: 2012-10-23 08:13 pm (UTC)They're NOT MY FRIENDS!
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Date: 2012-10-23 08:17 pm (UTC)They are, Sara. Look at the network, the adults here are looking out for the kids. Some of them are obviously surprised that there are kids here at all.
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Date: 2012-10-23 08:40 pm (UTC)Like I give a shit what a bunch of child-abusing kidnappers have got to say for themselves.
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Date: 2012-10-23 08:49 pm (UTC)You have a really filthy mouth, you know that?
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Date: 2012-10-23 08:59 pm (UTC)I care so very fucking much about your opinion.
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Date: 2012-10-24 08:54 pm (UTC)Ouch. Remind me to get you a bar of soap when this is over.
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Date: 2012-10-24 09:02 pm (UTC)[By the time she reaches Level 5, she's had a run-in with Dean and shot at him; she winged him, at best, but now she's adrenaline-rushed on top of scared and angry. The gun's not tucked in her jeans any more, it's in her hand, and after what she roughly counts as a success she's maybe feeling a little more comfortable with the idea of pulling the trigger again.]
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Date: 2012-10-24 09:16 pm (UTC)I'm really going to need you to give me that, Sara.
[He's staying close to the common room, just in case he needs to dive behind something.]
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Date: 2012-10-24 09:24 pm (UTC)Yeah, sure you do. Then what're you going to do, knock me out? Scoop out my brains like you did with that kid who thinks you're best friends? No thank you.
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Date: 2012-10-24 09:29 pm (UTC)Di- uh, Robin? He's my brother.
[He stands very still, now, because man he does not want to have this fight if he doesn't have to.] No one scooped his brains out.
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Date: 2012-10-24 09:33 pm (UTC)[She lifts the gun, and her hands are steadier than they were when she faced off with Dean.]
Just tell me how to get out of here.
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Date: 2012-10-24 09:42 pm (UTC)I was Robin, too. I could show you pictures of us. [And he's turning just a bit to glance up the stairs, though he doesn't take his eye off her completely.]
Leaving isn't exactly easy. And I wouldn't advise jumping over the railing, the whole ship will end up crashing trying to get you back.
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