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Dame Evie Frye ([personal profile] freelife) wrote in [community profile] undergrounds2016-10-07 02:27 pm

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 [plurk.com profile] sheakespeare for something specific.]
stauncherhearted: (the common problem in all my relationshi)

[personal profile] stauncherhearted 2016-10-27 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
She closes her eyes, pressing her lips together again.

"Alright. They live and work with him. They're mostly orphans and runaways- but most of them are like us. Few of 'em are cursed." An accidental pack. "They don't know any better."
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[personal profile] knightscode 2016-11-02 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
It's about what he expected for an answer. He nods, frowning slightly in thought.

"Do you think they'd talk to me?"

If it would be safe for them to. He supposes it might not be, depending on how closely Fagin watches them.
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[personal profile] stauncherhearted 2016-11-02 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Her life is exceptionally messy, Lance. And this is the part she tries to keep from most people. It's uncharted territory. All the same she knows the answer to his question right away.

"No." He's an outsider, someone they don't trust. Someone they don't know. "They love him, we all did." Her love had festered, grown into hate slowly over time. "They know if they say anything he'll hurt them. They want his approval more'n anything."
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[personal profile] knightscode 2016-11-08 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Which is exactly what he feared, but at least that means it isn't a surprise.

"If they won't talk to me," Lancelot begins carefully, "would you talk to them for me? I understand they'll want to protect him, but if anyone can get through to him it would be you not me."
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[personal profile] stauncherhearted 2016-11-08 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Nancy takes her time responding, looking at the floor. They loved her more than the bastard, she wanted to say. But she didn't feed or clothe them. She didn't rescue them from whatever has happened to them.

but she could.

She presses her lips together.

"I can't promise anything. But I'll try." If they could do something about this man, she wanted to do it. "Them hating me is a small price to pay, if I can save them."