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indie sarah manning || selective&&private read rules before interacting est. 4.24.2016. written by alex

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“I doubt the term was supposed to end up being endearing for us, but it stuck.” He climbed over and his boots hit the ground with a thud, sending a little dust cloud up around his feet. One hand still rested on the top rail, he was waiting for Sarah to climb over and request help getting down. As he kept his eyes focused on her, he felt a surge of happiness run through him. He was spending time with his new sister, hiking through fields, without his brothers. It was like a dream come true. It felt amazing to be free of them, even if it were only for a day or a few hours.

“How were you planning on spending your day? Running away from my brothers?” A small chuckle escaped his lips and he shook his head. “Believe me, it’s not an easy task. You’re much safer out here than in the city. Seth can’t run very fast nor can he walk as far as we have and Rudy is far too fashionable to wear a pair of hiking boots so as to hunt you out here.” Mark had thrown away his old military issue boots in favor of actual hiking boots, ones that normal civilians wore while in the woods. He was trying to leave his past behind and the little things like this mattered to him.

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“right. ‘course it wasn’t,” that explained plenty. shaking her head, sarah closed the gap between her and the fence, taking a moment to size it up before she began to scale it. it was clear enough that mark was waiting to help her down, so in an act of pure pigheaded sarah manning brand stubbornness, she reached the top and began making her way down on her own, the makings of an almost SMUG smile pressing at the edges of chapped lips. 

“somethin’ like that,” she muttered. point taken, any other way to spend the day didn’t seem particularly appealing. felt like there was no such thing as a lazy day anymore, no time to sit around with kira, s, and fee ( not that she’d ever been much for such things before all this clone shit had taken over, but she liked to think it was a possibility ), no time for much more than running. running, just like she always had ---- maybe that was all she’d ever do. “yeah, well, ‘s not like it’s possible to stay up here forever. ‘s not like i’d WANT to stay here any longer than i have to,”

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     “…ever heard of the theory that, like, every road we take leads to another predetermined one? That fate is… less like a straight line and more like a branch with a bunch of offshoots?” Her hands spread at the fingertips, mimicking the way a tree’s foliage would bloom. She fully expects Sarah to roll her eyes, brush her off with another she’s just weird or whatever, but she doesn’t mind too much. It’s about getting the message out.

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her chin rests in her hand in an almost relaxed way ---- at least, the closest she’s felt to relaxed in a long time. her shoulders are still tight, she can feel the ache in her back from the stress, but focusing on cosima rattle off some philosophical bullshit is enough to draw her attention away from the ache. as she half-considers what cos is saying, it almost feels like her head starts to hurt instead. “don’t think i have,” she answers, shaking her head, “never really been into philosophical shit, if that wasn’t already bloody obvious,”

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                                        There it is. Barry had her now. Living with Joe and working with him on cases REALLY paid off at times, knowing the right questions to ask somebody when interviewing them about a case and whatnot. “That’s the thing, though. You NEVER brought up gunshots because there weren’t any,” keeping his gaze on her, he closed the distance between them more. The question still remained of WHO this person actually was, though. This person obviously knew who Allison was, and it looked like she knew her pretty well, too. Could they actually be twins or something? That’d be the most plausible solution, but knowing his luck there was probably a lot more to it than that. “So, Allison, do you want to tell me what’s REALLY going on?” he raised an eyebrow to her. 

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oh hell. bloody fuckin’ hell. clearly things were going down the drain, and quickly. in the past, this would’ve been the point where she’d likely have started a fight ----- a drastic solution, sure, but it was effective in shifting the attention elsewhere. but that wasn’t the sort of attention she wanted, ‘specially not from a cop. shite. a hand moved through her hair, as sarah shook her head. didn’t seem there’d be an easy way out of this one, did there? the smile had all but disappeared, but she forced it back, with an attempt at a casual laugh, accent switching back to her own. “thought i could fool ya,” she answered. “’m not alison. she’s my sister ---- separated a long time ago, long story ----” hopefully that was satisfying enough to dissuade any questions about the accent. “‘s a thing we do sometimes. y’know? someone mixes us up, ‘n we play along. try to trick ‘em into thinking we’re who they think we are,”

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Okay so on Monday I hit 400 followers(!!!!!) BUT NOW I’M ALREADY AT 427??? WHERE ARE YOU ALL COMING FROM??? AND WHY??? I ACTUALLY HAVE MORE FOLLOWERS ON HERE THAN I DO ON MY PERSONAL BLOG NOW, BUT A LOT AND IT’S INSANE.  Like, I’ve had this blog for almost 4 months now and I’m already over 400 followers! You’re all so wonderful though and I appreciate each and every one of you, even if we haven’t had any interactions yet!

I’ve definitely gotten into a much better groove these past few weeks regarding this blog. I feel a lot more confident in my abilities with Barry and I’ve definitely gotten some pretty awesome relationships going on with this blog, too. Writing Barry is easily my favorite thing to do these days, and I love constantly developing him as a character, making more headcanons for him, developing other relationships for him, and having him explore so many other places. I’m so thankful that Barry’s become a lot less selective too now because so many more amazing things have happened in his life now because of it, and we both can’t wait to explore those things even more. 

ONCE AGAIN I STARTED BLABBING ABOUT MYSELF TOO MUCH WHEN THIS LIST IS SUPPOSED TO BE ABLE ALL OF YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE WHO FOLLOW ME. One day I hope to interact with all of you at least once, because that’s exactly why I followed you, to interact with you. That makes sense, right? Yes, it does. Good. You’re all so talented and I hope I I can be as talented as a lot of you are one day. 

NOW HERE’S THE FUN PART THAT YOU ALL SHOULD BE USED TO. THE PART WHERE I GET HELLA SAPPY AND GUSH ABOUT THE SUPER AMAZING PEOPLE I’VE MET ON HERE. Once again this’ll be under a read more because as always…I write A LOT when I get sappy. And I will also continue the beautiful trend of screaming something about the person first before going into full gush mode.

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❛ I’m going to say this in the nicest way I know how — — — — This is a terrible fucking idea. ❜

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“yeah, well ----- i seem to be bloody fantastic at comin’ up with terrible ideas. you comin’ or not?”

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                              ——take that as a compliment, ms. manning.                     YOU HAVE A FACE TO FIGHT WARS FOR.

                                                   independent sarah manning                                                from bbc america’s orphan black                                                                     by alex

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                              ——take that as a compliment, ms. manning.                     YOU HAVE A FACE TO FIGHT WARS FOR.

                                                   independent sarah manning                                                from bbc america’s orphan black                                                                     by alex

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“so THIS is where you’ve been hiding, eh monkey? been lookin’ for you everywhere, ‘s everything okay?”

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@hacktiviisms || x

“don’t s’pose you’ve got any idea where i’d find a half-decent cup of coffee ‘round here, do ya?”

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at the sound of her sister’s voice, sarah jumped, an irritated glare aimed in the other’s direction before a now-rare smile blossomed across chapped lips as sarah rolled her eyes. “god, helena,” she muttered, tone good natured despite the words that left her mouth, “don’t sneak up on me,”

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SARAH MANNING { afacetofightwarsfor } Orphan Black Status: Semi-active

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“She’s also deeply  invested in our p-prosperity,”        Rachel retorted, though be it boredly.   Frankly, she couldn’t argue Sarah’s accusation. Susan was, indeed, a real piece of work. “It’s by her grace that you’re here at all.”

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sarah couldn’t help the roll of her eyes, or the scoff that escaped as she looked at rachel incredulously. “i’m not denying that she’s invested. that’s obvious enough, but she’s got a pretty messed up way of goin’ about it, don’t ya think?” arms folded across her chest, in an instinctual defensive move, and she shook her head. “yeah, well, i didn’t ask to be here, did i? i didn’t ask to be made,”

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❝ i have too … ❞ the girl murmurs as she tries to shrug it off to avoid questions. there is a reason she doesn’t trust anymore. ( she’s been hurt too badly in the past to believe all people are truly good, but god does she try ) ❝ it may not truly be the lies themselves. but the principle. the fact that it was hidden from       you for so long. that’s what stings the most i think. ❞

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“i shouldn’t even let it bother me, y’know? there are worse things than not bein’ able to trust anyone,” she mutters, mostly for her own sake, but maybe for the girl’s as well. it’s easy enough to see that she’s troubled --- and despite sarah’s constant insistence that she’s a shitty mum, there are some maternal instincts that are just that: instinct. there’s no avoiding them. “takes someone who’s been there to know so much about it, yeah?” 

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To absorb the atmosphere? What did that even mean? Barry decided not to question it, maybe it was just an acting thing. He continued to study the woman claiming to be Allison. There was still something off about her, specifically the fact that she didn’t seem to remember an important part of their conversation they had earlier that day. He took another sip of his drink, “Well, like I told you when you stopped to ask me questions about the incident while I was packing up my supplies, when you’ve worked at the CCPD for a few years, you definitely get used to seeing the kinds of things that happened today,” he told her. He then got an idea, “You know, Allison, the real reason I was attempting to approach you here just a little bit ago is because I wanted to go over a specific detail you brought up before I left,” he moved a bit closer to her, “How many gunshots did you hear before the victim was killed?” 

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this was.... clearly not the best plan she’d ever had. shit. turning focus back onto the man hadn’t worked, as she’d hoped, so now she was stuck. stuck trying to fill in details that she didn’t know. so ---- what? did she blame the lack of memory on shock? he seemed to smart for that, she usually stuck to slower people for her cons, unless she was feeling especially confident. but this wasn’t a con, was it? this was her sisters and their secret at stake, and that meant the stakes were higher than most cons she’d ever attempted. “right, right. of course, it’s just been a long day. details slip away. it’s completely normal, i’m sure i’ll feel much better after a good night’s rest.” hopefully the smile on her lips seemed genuine enough, but it was hard to say. “well ---- you said i already told you, didn’t you? why would i need to tell you again that’s just.... silly,”

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as promised —– here’s a brand new starter call!

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as promised —– here’s a brand new starter call!

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