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"Okay - um, don’t freak out, but it turns out the whole coughing-up-blood thing might be genetic."

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"Yeah, no shit, Cosima. Now can we do something about it or not?"

#oneximafew

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“Oh? Threatening me? I could have sworn I asked you a question though, who are you?”

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"Sarah Manning, at your service." She barked, grimacing. "And I'm not the one threatening, meathead, they're on our arses. Now you wanna go or you want to stay here and get killed?"

#barxkeep

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"Hey monkey, didn't see ya there. Hi." Sarah smiled, motioning Kira to come closer. "Why aren't you in bed?"

#littlemxnkey

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It’s always been yours.

#queue the clones #face #shotgunxsavy

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“Who the hell are you and what do you want?”

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"I want you to stop bloody whinin' and come with me if you don't want to get bloody shot."

#barxkeep

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#shotgunxsavy #face

You're Not Useless || Alison & Sarah [Closed rp]

Sarah had just finished tucking Kira in, and sat next to her on the bed, moving the curls from her face. It was so relieving to have her daughter back, but another hundred of problems raised. Where would they go and how would they get there? Felix and Nadia were sleep in front of the fireplace with an empty bottle of whiskey on the table, but the punk was too restless to sleep. When she closed the door of the room where monkey had fallen asleep, she sat on the wooden staircase and flipped the new, green phone in her hands.

Her eyes fell on Alison's name on the contact list and she pressed 'call'. Soccer mum had crossed her mind several times that day, always returning to that morning when Felix brushed her off and hung up. The phone rang couple of times, and Sarah hoped that she would pick up even though it was late.

#dontusethecword #soccer punk #yooo #orphan black rp

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So… You gay?

Rachel to Sarah probably (via proclonerp)

"Sod off, Proclone."

#proclonerp #propunk

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Amber Alert || Rachel and Sarah

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Rachel’s heart practically froze when she saw herself across the lobby. Never again. She swore to herself, remaining composed as she walked briskly to the determined destination. She needed to acquire the information they had discussed before rendezvousing with Sarah in the woman’s water closet. The documentation room was just ahead, and Rachel’s pace picked up as she approached it.

Rummaging through file folders was Rachel’s least favorite activity on the planet. She’d almost rather be nearly shot at by Sarah again. But as she thought about that notion deeper, she decided that wasn’t correct at all. Finally, as she approached the name of their desired target, she flipped through Joey’s file and found the information she was looking for; a phone number and an address. Right now it was too risky to approach him here. She and Sarah had already been too close as doubles for comfort. It was best to leave this to a more private endeavor.

The restroom was only a few minutes’ walk away, and Rachel had more than enough time to beat Sarah to it, and when she found herself alone, she occupied the designated stall and awaited the cackle of identical heels on the marble floor. “There isn’t a point of knocking if you’re going to speak, Sarah,” Rachel peeked her head out of the stall and elicited a snarky face. “I’ve captured the information on Joey, but I think it’s too risky here we have to-.” Her phone was buzzing in her pocket, and taking a quick peek, she saw that it was Daniel. She held up an index finger to Sarah, and read the text.

Her mouth dropped and her frustration grew. “We - DYAD - doesn’t have Kira, Sarah.” She grit her teeth and shoved the phone back into her pocket. “The Prolethians do.”

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As soon as Sarah found herself alone with her clone in the bathroom, she felt somewhat safe to lose Rachel's posture and loosen her shoulders up a little bit. Her feet were killing her already, and she swore every single clone who had the need to wear them. First Beth, then Cosima, and now Rachel. It was more than she had bargained for, but not even the discomfort or any danger would stop her from getting her daughter back.

That was why she had a moment of blind panic when Rachel read the text and then stated that the DYAD did not have Kira after all. "What?!" She shot, her eyes widening in anger and dread. Even with Helena gone, Proletheans seemed like ain insane lot, and religious freaks were people who she never wanted to meddle with. For a moment, she stood there, glaring at the mirror image of herself and then spun around on her heel, walking over to the sink and hitting the porcelain with her fists.

"Jesus Bloody Christ." She spat, closing her eyes shut and then pressing her palm to her forehead. "Couldn't you find that out before we bloody came in here, Rachel?" She turned around, her anger suddenly fully concentrated on the proclone. "And how do you know that, huh? Where is she?!"

#oh my god the two of them #propunk #proclonerp

[Even though I tried, I can't keep away from Sarah after all. OB is way too good for me to do so. I will be resetting all my threads though, since some things changed because of season 2. If you want to roleplay, please let me know.

EDIT: Where my peeps at? dontusethecword, proclonerp, askthatgeekmonkey, delphine-femme-scientifique, helenathelittlemonster, tomastheshepard]

#outofclones #orphan black rp