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upon the hill he'll hear my secrets -- open post for october
[general open post for Shea's characters. Starters in the comments! Feel free to leave something, or contact me at
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"It wasn't necessary." She speaks bitterly, looking down. Under the table, she reaches for Eames' hand. He didn't like Abby. But she'd been her friend.
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"Well if you're looking to make a point," Eames sighs softly, eyebrow raised, "I suppose a huge fire in the suburbs might let everyone know you only have their best interests in mind."
It's been a fight not to scoff every time Sylvia said words to that effect, and it's a fight now.
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"She's made it. People won't forget, and she can't do it again. It's already been done. It's more a case of what happens next, I think."
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"So, what now?" He asks, pausing a moment and then adding by way of clarification; "from your perspective, that is. What should happen now?"
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"In what sense?" he prompts after a second, "I can't speak for what Nancy should do, after all, if that is what you are asking. The choice is hers. Nor can I speak for the remains of Circle Midnight, I'm not even a witch."