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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 0:40:14 GMT -8
"Yeah, just fucking scream at the world. Let it all go." WR took another step back, throwing their arms up encouragingly before dropping them back to their side.
They had given her enough of a push, so now all they had to do was wait. They examined her body very thoroughly while she let it out, checking for anymore wounds. It was a random thought that crossed their mind, but her hand injury suggested that she bruised, very, very easily, so they wanted to make sure there was nothing else hidden away.
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Post by Gidget on Jan 2, 2021 0:43:16 GMT -8
Gidget was nearly quivering with it then, but when she started, she spoke quietly again.
"You fucking idiot..." she hissed, as if she were talking to Scott. "Why did you LEAVE ME?!"
She was obviously keeping most of her weight on one foot, but with her hands down by her side and her shirt covering her, the wound on her hip and side would be difficult to detect. She continued to stare at the ocean, and made a little growling noise that was, unfortunately for her, not particularly intimidating.
"You said you wouldn't..."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 0:53:13 GMT -8
WR, after scanning her body and not finding anything out of the ordinary, was disappointed. Not in her body, of course, but in her vocalization. She was doing her best, granted, and they realized she had never in her life had any meaningful forms of release, so maybe, just maybe, they could give her more of a push.
So, WR kicked their shoes off and walked over to her until they were a few inches behind, and then they curled their lips and blew in her ears.
"That all you got? Pathetic."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 2, 2021 0:56:38 GMT -8
Her shoulders rose in sudden defensiveness. Their closeness, while so often appreciated, was still completely foreign... but their jab worked.
She turned around to face WR, and that cynical rage began to touch her eyes again.
"He's fucking GONE and I'm sitting here SCREAMING at a fucking OCEAN like its going to bring him the FUCK back!" She hissed out, her voice raising just a hair more than it had before, her Jersey accent showing just a bit stronger.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 1:03:09 GMT -8
WR just smiled with a challenging glare in their eyes, taking another step into her.
"And what the fuck are you going to do about it?"
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Post by Gidget on Jan 2, 2021 1:05:34 GMT -8
Her shoulders rose just a bit further, and her teeth ground together. She may be little, and fragile, and mostly human... but she is fierce.
"I'm going to fucking FIND him! Because they think they're FUCKING smart, but they're just hopped up, stupid little narcisstic PRICKS with too much MONEY on their hands! And when I find him, I swear to fucking GAWD imma beat his ASS!!"
....as if she could.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 1:10:31 GMT -8
WR shook their head and pushed Gremlin back, lightly, but enough to force her into taking steps.
"Louder, Gremlin. FUCKING LOUDER!" They shouted into her ears, snarling the last word.
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Post by Gidget on Jan 2, 2021 1:13:48 GMT -8
She took a stumbling step back, which jostled her side. She winced visibly, but the pain only seemed to spurn her on.
"I said, HE IS FUCKING GONE. AND IM GOING TO FIND HIM. BECAUSE IM NOT FUCKING LETTING ANYONE ELSE LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AGAIN!"
As she shouted, she stepped right up, almost toe to toe with WR, and her body was wound up tense, as if she were ready to fight.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 1:22:35 GMT -8
Finally, WR was satisfied, and as Gidget went toe to toe with them, they threw their hand on her head and roughed up her hair, shaking her head around.
"And that, Grem, was the first step to self improvement and finding your brother."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 2, 2021 1:34:03 GMT -8
She ducked her head slightly, almost as if she expected WR to hit her, but as soon as their hand tousled her hair, she began to relax a bit. She was staring at them for a moment, before shaking her head.
As close as they were, it was easy for Gidget to reach out and loosely wrap her arms around their waist. If they didn't pull away, she'd tuck her face into their neck again, and whisper, "thank you," before moving to pull back.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 1:52:07 GMT -8
WR thoughtlessly reciprocated, wrapping their arms around Gidget's waist and pulling her close.
"Any time you need something, I'll be here,"
They rested their chin on her head while she tucked into them, breathing in her scent and closing their eyes until she motioned to move away. Before she could, they kissed the top of her head and wiped her cheek with a thumb.
"Forever and always."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 2, 2021 6:46:34 GMT -8
When she backed up, her smile was weak and fluttering, but it was there and genuine. She took a deep, shuddering breath, and stood there, staring down at her feet. She didn't know what she wanted to do, at this point, but when she looked up, Gidget's eyes were sharp and focused.
"I'm going to find him," she said, her voice low and determined. "And if I have to take down the entire CIA, I'm going to. But I need you to know... that they might try to take me. And... I will not just disappear without telling you and Drake, unless it is against my will." She paused a moment, wondering if she could say anything else without breaking her contract. "I will always let you know. Okay?"
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 8:52:11 GMT -8
WR's smile gradually fell until it was gone completely, and they too found themself staring at their feet. Suddenly, they were overwhelmed with anger, and a feeling that made them sick to their stomach. They couldn't help but feel, somehow, somewhen, Gidget was going to vanish, and they would be powerless to stop it.
"Anything I can do to help, ask."
They forced a smile, but it quickly faded. Their presence alone put a target on her back, and now the government was after her?
They shook their head, contemplating, then finally said.
"If you ever wanna stay with me, you're more than welcome to."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 2, 2021 9:03:03 GMT -8
Gidget turned her gaze out to the wild, roaring waves. She knew, deep in her soul, that Scott was still alive. He was out there, somewhere... and one way or another, she was going to find him.
She reached out, and her fingers lightly grasped at WR's. She didn't bother trying to speak... she just wanted to take a little bit of comfort from their presence...
From knowing that, for the first time in a long time, she wasn't alone.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 9:18:38 GMT -8
WR took Gremlin's hand and silently stood with her, allowing her presence to comfort them. Or, well, trying to. There was only one way to get rid of that sinking feeling.
After a brief moment, they broke away and suddenly threw off their jacket, barring their teeth in agony. Underneath was a sleeveless shirt that barely covered up their tank top. It was well worn, and for the first time in YEARS, their scars were visible to the world. Scars, cuts, bruises, tattoos, and other miscellaneous marks ran down their arms from their shoulders, to their upper and lower torso, but there were plenty of them she couldn't see.
They started walking toward the water, and turned back to her with a smile.
"I still gotta let mine out."
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