#withaplan

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          “Oh well now you are just teasing--”

@withaplan​

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@withaplan​ sent: “ i wish i knew how to talk about it, but every time i try i just— the words won’t come out. ” - for phryne!

        Normally such conversations between them are light hearted, full of quips. However on the rare occasion they did sit and the tone took a more serious direction. She too however understood. Many a man’s hand she held while they took their final breath. Such moments stayed with her, like her own personal ghosts. After a moment she reached out, laid a hand over his, giving it a soft squeeze. “Sometimes there are no words.” Certainly not for her. How could one explain the feeling of feeling a life leave another. Still she smiles. “But that does not mean others do not understand.”

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        “Do you plan on staying for dinner then?” More than once had time run away from them, and the sun had set and Mr. Butler had poked his head in to remind her of the time. “Or do you have to lurk back off into the darkness?” A tease, one paired with a dazzling smile. More than once she had made him the offer, and he had politely declined more times than he had accepted. Not that she ever took it to heart. 

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@withaplan​ sent: “ don’t be so dramatic. ” - for phryne!

          “Me? Dramatic? Oh why I never--” She made a rather big show of being offended, which she wasn’t. She was fooling no one, she knew that.  A facade she gave up rather quickly with a slight huff as she sat in the chair across from his desk. “So are you going to tell me what the sister had to say or not, Inspector?” Her head tilted in question as she gave him a rather charming smile. “Unless you don’t feel like sharing information this afternoon?”

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[thewanderingsoldier]

"This is my choice." (Sarah)

“And this is mine,“ one arm went behind her back, the other went under her legs to lift her up, “let’s go.“

[jarvisismyfuckingcopilot]

“ please just … leave me alone. “ (Sarah during the bad times because Lex is AWFUL)

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He blatantly ignores her, continues to open the door to her room and goes to sit on the edge of the bed and sets a hand on her back. It’s hard, he’s in the same position as she is and he’s been busying himself with every moment he’s awake, investing on finding a way to get EJ back. He refused to believe it was a permanent thing, between everyone-- there had to be a way.

“You should get up, we can order food? Tease your old man? You know he was like a 90 year old virgin, right?” Tony cracks a smile and with a sigh, starts a slow up and down on her back. She looks so tiny laying there, just like she was a child again and it broke his heart.

C’mon, hon, you can’t stay here all day. Next it’ll be Mel sending a army of cats to get  you up.”

[jarvisismyfuckingcopilot]

“It was the only way.” (Sarah)

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“The only way?! Are you fucking kidding me right now!?!?” Tony’s fist came down hard and the glass cracked under the force. Display flickering and he quickly shifted the display to the side before he lost visual completely.

“You don’t even know where they are! I lost one kid already and now the other one hopped a flight out with the damn Rogers’ twins and probably won’t make it back. You have no idea what you’re up against! You’re parents are a wreck right now... all of us. And I---”

His chest went tight, suddenly finding it very hard to breathe and the tingle in his arm shouldn’t have come as a surprise but it did. The whole point of running off batteries was that you would last a while longer. “Fuck. Enjoy space.” Tony cut off the monitor and pulled out his phone, dialing Mel before sinking back into  his chair. “Our kid is an idiot and you should probably get me to a hospital.”