Jan 2, 2014
Sara where the fuck did you go?
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Sara where the fuck did you go?
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Do it (she's such a tease -_-' hello rymun! *waves*)
If you’re brave enough, send me “Do it.”
I’ll generate a number from 1-30Mixture of NSFW and fluff~
20. My muse runs up to yours and hugs them
It had been a couple of weeks and Ry hadn't seen his angelic sister since the last prank they pulled on one of his neighbors. It was glorious, seeing the hateful woman in her 40s covered in bright pink paint. But afterwards, Sara had left without a word and Ry wondered if he did or said anything wrong.
So when the archangel saw Sara walking down the street near his house, he couldn't help it and ran over to her and gave her a great big bear hug. "Where have you been?" he asked as he finally pulled away. "I haven't seen or heard from you for two weeks. Are you okay?"
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She is an odd one, that Sara Winchester. I know that this is a prison for mentally instable people but she is still a strange duck. She walks like a duck, quacks like a duck but I have the feeling she’s more like a cassowary.
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Dean sighed, stretching his arms above his head and looking out the window. He had been stuck at the hotel room, laid up with a broken ankle, and was getting pretty damn tired of being alone. He looked around the small room, grabbing his crutches and making his way to the bathroom. He shaved, brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and used the restroom. Once he had finished in there, he grabbed the cash Sam had left, ordered a pizza, and turned on the tv.
10 minutes into the wait, he became bored again. He reached over to the bedside table, grabbed the remote and his phone, and relaxed with his ankle nicely propped up on a pillow. He turned up the volume, the noises of the pay per view porn channel finally reaching his ears, which most certainly didn't help his desperate body in suppressing his hormones.
He watched the figures on the screen for a few minutes before switching to cable, and sending a text to a friend.
[Text: 12/29/2013 3:01pm] Hey. I'm super bored. Wanna come over? I've got a fresh bottle of whiskey, a pizza on the way, and a bum ankle
He knew that usually wasn't enough to get them to come over, but he hoped that this time they would take pity and come see him.
She nodded, before wrapping her arms around her lover.
Nadira eagerly embraced Sara, burying her face into the woman's shoulder and letting out a relieved sigh. "I'm so sorry to put you through this, love. Believe me when I say it was hard for me too."
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"But... Why? Do the necros hate gays or something?"
Nadira let out a dry chuckle. "They could care less my dear. This is more of a political standpoint if anything. Quitting is not commonplace in our culture, whatever the reason. So it's just easier this way then being considered weak by the others..." Her jaw tensed a little.
Sara's eyes widened. "You... You are not together?" She couldn't possibly be saying that. This wasn't happening. Sara had been sure they would have had to sneak around forever.
"No... For a while we've merely been putting up a farce; an alliance of sorts to keep others from suspecting anything." Nadira spoke in a hushed tone, an attempt to calm Sara down after relaying the information.
"You're making no sense" she snapped, making sure she still had her knives.
"Sara…" Nadira hissed and moved to place her hands over the other’s, tightly gripping at Sara’s wrists. "It’s what I was trying to tell you before… There’s nothing to challenge because there’s nothing between Siberius and I… not for quite some time now.”