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'I need to see Doc. Are you his bodyguard now?" As always, it was incredibly inconvenient that Sally was a homebody and always around. "I didn't think I needed permission."
"Well no." Sally confirmed at that, her voice timid even as she tried to hold a firmness to it. "But I also live here, you know. It'd be nice to have a warning."
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Something looked... off about this vampire. It could have been the scarring, but Marian wasn't sure. "I wouldn't shoot you without reason." There was an edge of defensiveness in her tone as she lowered the weapon. "What are you doing out here if you're not looking for trouble?" That's all anyone seemed to do at this time of night.
"And I won't be giving you one." Sally confirmed with the woman in front of her, still not liking her tone. But she didn't have much of a choice but to take her word for it. Finally, she took a deep breath at the question and glanced around. "I'm meeting with someone." Jack, to be specific. But she sure as hell wasn't going to tell some hunter that. His reputation might not have been as bad as Otis or Nico's, but he was still a prominent vampire in town. That held some weight to it.
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As it stood, Emily could spend the rest of her life apologizing to Sally and it still wouldn't be enough. Despite what others tried to tell her, Emily did consider it her murder to be her own fault. Wasn't she the one who had fallen for Barrett Bittern's grand declarations of love even when her parents and sister had seen through his thin ploys? Emily hadn't known how to listen. She thought with her heart and not her head. Now, she was paying the price for it.
Even if the murder wasn't her fault, letting her sister think she was dead had definitely been a deliberate choice. Shame, guilt, whatever. Emily's emotions had lied and told her that it was okay to be selfish. Sally was better without her, she reasoned. Emily deserved everything that she had coming to her. Slowly, over time, she was learning that she was wrong on both counts.
The vampire sat with her lips clamped shut until Anton Finkelstein left the room. Doc had been kind enough to check into her condition as a favor to Sally; seeing her sister with her new adopted family member stirred something in Emily. She wasn't sure if it was jealousy or a deep kind of mourning. She had abandoned Sally and Doc had taken her in and literally saved her life. Without him, Emily would truly have no sister. Even if she resented him slightly, she had to thank the human for what he had done. His handiwork was prominent on Sally's skin as the stitches and scars cut across once smooth skin. Emily couldn't let herself look at them. It wasn't out of disgust. It was the shame of knowing they were partially her fault. She had opened the door and let Barrett into their lives. Without her, he would have had no legitimate claim to the inheritance or means to hurt Sally.
"You live here now." She looked around the plain but cluttered room. "It's a little different than home, isn't it?" As far as she knew, Barrett was planning on selling Bone Estate. He didn't have any purpose for it now. "Sally, I'm β you know how sorry I am, don't you? I know it doesn't mean anything. I know I can't change anything, but I just β I ruined your life."
There didn't seem to be enough words to convey all of the emotions running through Sally as she silently sat there and watched Doc examine her younger sister. Her younger sister, who she thought had been dead up until very recently. She was still grappling with some anger at Emily for hiding herself away for so long, but ultimately she was more relieved than anything.
For the first time since her attack, she actually felt kind of hopeful. It felt silly, really, considering the shape the two of them were in, but she really was just glad to have Emily back in her life. She'd get over her resentment in time. It was hard to fully blame her sister for everything that happened. The real villain was Barrett. And now, Sally was more sure than ever that he was the one behind her attack as well. But one thing at a time. As Doc left the room, she quietly cleared her throat and took a deep breath. Thankfully, Emily spoke up first before she had to.
She couldn't help the sad, quiet chuckle she gave as a response to that. "More than a little." Honestly, she really didn't mind living with Doc. Sure, it wasn't as luxurious as the estate the Bones family used to live in, but she'd come to terms with the fact that things were different now a long time ago. "βI know... I know you are." She interrupted her sister quickly after the apology, frowning as she finally made eye contact. "You didn't ruin my life. Barrett Bittern did. I could never blame you for that."
That wasn't to say Sally didn't think her sister was incredibly naive with the secret elopement. But she could never hate her for being young and in love. They were sisters, after all.
"You're lucky, then." Anya all but huffed. Knowing the facts and being unable to remember them left a fault line in her. Even the glimpses that have come through aren't enough. On some days, it felt as if there was a whole different world locked in the recesses of her mind. "I think I'm always going to be look," she divulged. "Until I know for sure that I've found it. I feel like I have to."
Lucky was the last word Sally would use to describe anything in her life, really. Ever since her sister first passed it felt like one unlucky thing continued to domino into another. She barely even recognized herself in the mirror anymore. But she wasn't going to bore this other girl with the dramatics. She really did feel sympathetic for whatever it was that the redhead was looking for. "But you don't know what it is at all? That sounds exhausting.."
"Isn't it a little past your bedtime?" The street was quiet and empty save for the two who stood on the dark pavement. "You know what they say about all the things that go bump in the night."
"What do you want, Sage?" Sally's tone was unimpressed as she frowned softly at the younger girl.
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"I didn't choose to be a hunter for fun. We exist for a reason. Do you really think supernaturals should run around unchecked?"
Sally closed her eyes tightly and cursed under her breath as she noticed the crossbow in the woman's hand before her. Suddenly she wished she'd listened to Doc's constant demands for her to just stay inside. "Please, I don't want any trouble. I'm not hurting anyone." Sally tried to never intentionally do that. After her days as a fledgling, she wanted to be better.
"There's nothing worse than forgetting. Sometimes you know something is there and you just can't β you can't get to it."
"I can't really say I've experienced that." If anything, Sally almost wished she could forget some of the things she'd been through. There were certain memories that may as well have been branded with a hot iron right into her brain. "Are you still looking for it? Whatever it is?"
Emily was falling apart. Literally. It was almost impossible to guess why she was rotting without seeing Doc Finkelstein, but she had her reasons for avoiding him. Instead, all she could do was look down in shame at her arm when she felt the eyes of another notice the unpleasant condition. "It's still attached, isn't it? No need to stare."
Sally had to hold back a frown as she looked down at her sister's arm and bit her bottom lip. "You should talk to Doc. He can help you, Emily. I hate seeing you like this." Both of them looked a little worse for wear, but Sally wasn't actively rotting.
Zoey believed sometimes she could be too observant. While it did come in handy for her research into the different species inhabiting Walt's Landing, she also sometimes didn't know when to turn it off. She had her journal out at the moment and was currently jotting down notes on the human entry, as she eavesdropped someone behind her talking about their gift. She could feel someone observing her at the same time. She closed her journal and turned until she made eye contact with someone. Zoey tried to give a small, not-awkward or threatening smile. Then she waved, examining them for a moment. Getting up, she started to walk toward them. "Can I help you?"
Sally had been watching Zoey walk for quite some time now, too nervous to work up the courage to just go spark up a conversation. She was borderline seeing Zoey's brother at this point, so it shouldn't have been so nerve-wracking to talk with his sister, but with the constant warnings from Doc to not speak to either of them, she'd worked herself up.
But thankfully, Sally didn't have to make the first move. Zoey seemed to finally notice her as she turned around and spoke, and Sally offered back a small smile as she waved back and shrugged her shoulders. "Not with anything specific, I guess. I just wanted to say hello."
"Oh it's okay! Really - happens all the time." Riley smiled back at the girl and then looked at her current piece of artwork. She examined it, tilting her head this way and that way. The stranger's compliment made her huff a relieved laugh. "Yeah? Thank you - sometimes they feel a little amateur, but we all start somewhere, right?"
"I don't think any art can be amateur." Sally stated very matter-of-factly as she tilted her head to get a better look at the girl's work. "It's all subjective, don't you think?"
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The girl sitting next to Blue was pretty. Very pretty, in fact. It cheered Blue up a little, because women were just so... nice. And soft. And so very pretty... Blue's smile widened at the stranger's compliment. "Talk about pretty..." Blue leaned on one hand, her other guiding her drink in front of her so she could take a sip. "You waiting on someone, Sally?"
Sally would have blushed if her skin weren't so pale and lifeless as she smiled softly and glanced down, unable to meet the other girl's eyes. "Thank you." It wasn't often that she got a genuine compliment, and she didn't have it in her to turn it down right now. As the girl asked if she was waiting on someone, Sally sighed longingly. "I am. He's been a bit... busy, lately. I don't know if he'll show."
Blue was out tonight. What else was new? She was propped up at the bar and smiling as she sipped from her drink. When someone sat down next to her, she smiled wide and raised her glass as a greeting. "Welcome to Friday Night With Blue." She stuck out her hand, tilting her head. "And you are?"
Jack was late. It wasn't terribly unlike him recently, given all of the work he was doing to make some real change within the Landing's community of vampires, but Sally was starting to wonder if maybe she was in over her head with trying to be there for him however she could. Doc seemed to think so, at least. Still, she wistfully took a sip of her drink as she rested her chin in her palm and glanced to the girl who was addressing her. "Blue.. Well that's a pretty name. I'm Sally."
Riley was painting in the park. She'd found herself a few art supplies and was currently on the grass, sketchbook in her lap and palette out in front of her with different colors and brushes laid on it. She worked diligently on her art, until someone stepped just into her perfect ray of sunlight. "Oh- Um, excuse me?" She held a hand in front of her face to block the little bit of sun still hitting her. "Do you mind stepping to the side a bit? You're blocking my light." Riley offered them a smile.
Sally didn't often go out in broad daylight. It was hard to justify, given how difficult it was to conceal the sheer amount of scars her body was riddled with. But seeing Jack more often seemed to have her changing more and more by the day. She almost smiled at the thought before someone's voice broke her out of her daydreaming. "Hmm... Me? Oh, I'm sorry."
Bowing her head as a soft apology, she sidestepped so she was out of the girl's way before brushing a piece of long hair behind her ear. Her eyes couldn't help but to linger on the painting below her as she smiled faintly. "That's a beautiful painting you have there."
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