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Post by Brook LaRue on Sept 13, 2009 22:14:38 GMT -5
Brook had managed to get away from the crowd, she knew everyone looked out for her and she let out a breath. Looking up she hung back as the others continued on their way towards the battle. She would join them but something else was more important than that right now.
She'd hurt a friend, she'd done damage because she cared for someone else that deeply. She shook her head and ran her hand threw her bangs, just waiting for him to pass her. She knew he would, it was kind of funny now that she thought about it. But, he always came to her rescue too, or he caused her misfortune.
Rubbing her arms she looked back to see Skittery's head become smaller and smaller. She was really lagging now. Where had he gone?
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Post by Kid Blink on Sept 13, 2009 23:30:07 GMT -5
Blink had gotten caught up in the crowd, too busy trying not to think about the task that lay before them to get in on anyone's nervous banter. Someone, whom he wasn't sure he'd met before, tapped his shoulder and pointed back the way we came.
"That girl's looking for ya," he announced, not breaking stride.
Looking back, Blink saw Brook standing alone and searching the passing crowd, and felt a surge of anger rise up in him. Turning, he bulled his way back through the crowd toward her and grabbed her arm, twisting her around to face him.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing here, Brook?" he growled. "You think I'm gonna let you go out there and get killed? Get your Cajun ass back to Manhattan, girl!"
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Post by Brook LaRue on Sept 13, 2009 23:53:10 GMT -5
Her brow lofted and she moved to swing before she caught who it was and the tone that she was being talked too. Oh right, she glared at him and yanked her arm free. Getting growled at and bossed around was enough to get her ire up. Her chin lifted and she folded her arms across her chest as a way to separate them. They needed this in a way.
"I'll be just fine," she said rather curtly, her eyes narrowing at him. Things needed to be said before you faced death. She wasn't a sissy, though a part of her knew she shouldn't be going with them at all. She wanted to fight, she wanted to be useful. She didn't want to have to be protected all the time. "I'm not goin' anywhere until I have my say!"
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Post by Kid Blink on Sept 14, 2009 2:20:44 GMT -5
Blink snorted and scowled angrily. The longer they stood around butting heads, the further behind they'd get, and if any of his friends were felled before he got there...
He tried staring her down for a few moments, but she could be just as stubborn as he was when she wanted to be. A stare-down not getting him very far, he heaved a massive sigh before dropping his bat on the ground and crossing his arms over his chest.
"Fine. Have your damn say already. I gotta get back to the march."
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Post by Brook LaRue on Sept 14, 2009 14:05:22 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes and looked away, they were both two of the most stubborn people around when it came to a lot of things and she let out her own sigh. "You don't ever pay attention do you? Just--" she frowned as she tried to find the right words. She was so unsure of how to say these kinds of things. Because they had to be said with care, least something happen and you never get the chance again. One or both of them could die so it was just time to come out and say it. But she didn't know how.
"You don't listen.. or really see me. You get mad when I'm not there but everything else is more important. I can't just pretend I'm okay with that anymore. We both might die because I am going.. but.. I really like you and if you don't like me the same way then just let me go so I can get over it and move on. I already hurt someone I cared about because I like you.." it just came out in a flood and she sighed. "Someone who may never speak to me again. But I can't like him the same way I like you so tell me now if I should try to get over it.. please.."
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Post by Kid Blink on Sept 14, 2009 21:47:55 GMT -5
Blink listened to her spiel with rolling eyes and huffing breaths and drooping shoulders of frustration. As soon as she let him get a word in, he dropped his head back and gave a breathless scream to the sky.
"What the fuck, Brook?!" he roared. "For god's sake, you bring this up now? Of all times, right now, when we're marching in to battle? Jesus Christ, are you fucking blind? Of course I like you! How the fuck can you not know that?!"
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Post by Brook LaRue on Sept 14, 2009 21:55:50 GMT -5
She reached up and flicked him in the nose, "Then SHOW me once in awhile instead of goin' off to chase the skirt of who ever when I'm standing right there!" she sighed "Neither one of us might not make it back-- I don't want anymore regrets. Don't you get it?! I dont' want to lose you and not tell you how I feel.." she folded her arms and looked down at her shoes for a moment before she turned. "I'm not going back to Manhattan, mon che. I'm fighting.."
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Post by Kid Blink on Sept 14, 2009 22:45:18 GMT -5
"Like hell you are!" Blink challenged. "You're not getting anywhere near that place, you're just gonna be in the way!" Leaning forward, Blink bulled forward, wrapping his arms around Brook's waist and roughly hoisting her over his shoulder, and started heading back the way they'd all come, back toward the city.
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Post by Brook LaRue on Sept 14, 2009 22:59:15 GMT -5
She let out a shout and hit his arm before she smacked him on the back. "This is humiliating put me down!" She was going to get him for this, though the thought stopped when she realized he was just trying to protect her. Even so, she hit him again. "Put me down! I'm not a sissy!" Well not really, she could take care of herself but she was such a non violent person and her timing was generally the worst. He was right, she might get in the way but she wasn't ever going to admit that.
She was stubborn. Far to stubborn to admit she would be in the way even though she wanted to go and fight.
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Post by Kid Blink on Sept 15, 2009 9:18:16 GMT -5
She put up a valiant struggle, but Blink gripped her tightly, refusing to put her down.
"No!" he growled. "You go out there, I'm gonna be too distracted tryin' to keep an eye on you, you're gonna get me killed! I can't let you go out there, Brook! So quit fightin', it ain't gonna happen!"
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Post by Brook LaRue on Sept 15, 2009 14:31:15 GMT -5
Brook stopped struggling as it dawned on her he was absolutely right and she was probably just going to make it harder for him to focus. "Alright! You win!" she sighed and tapped on the top of his head. "Let me down, you're right... okay?" If she got him off in time he'd just go and focus all his frustration at her on what needed to be done. She sighed a bit, she felt more than useless. She was a burden. Go figure.
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Post by Kid Blink on Sept 15, 2009 14:57:22 GMT -5
"Alright! You win! Let me down, you're right... okay?"
"At last! I been waitin' forever to hear those words outta you!" Now that she'd finally given in to his way of thinking, he bent over and set her on her own two feet again. "You oughta go back to Irving. I 'spect we're gonna be comin' back with a few people gonna need some pretty serious tendin' to, we're gonna need people there to do the tendin'. And we gotta have your gorgeous mug around to keep up morale of the wounded, you know." He tapped her jaw lightly with a balled fist, smirking.
"Go on. I'll be comin' back. We're not done talking yet."
((Er, is it just me, or did Blink just turn southern? XD ))
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Post by Brook LaRue on Sept 15, 2009 15:04:45 GMT -5
((bahaha spending to much time with the cajun, her accent attacked him..)
She sighed and kissed his cheek before she shook her head, "You dont' and I'll find a way to make you pay for it.." She hated it when he was right, sadly he was. And she knew it deep down Sweets would have kicked her rear if she knew that she'd gone off. "Take care of the boys and yourself..." Brook patted his cheek and gave him a soft smile. "Hell, alright. We're not done so be safe.." she wouldn't be there to see for herself but he was right, she would be a distraction if nothing else.
"Go.. I'll go back to Manhattan.. get some help.."
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