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Sarah Clarke ([info]sarahhh) wrote in [info]genome_project,
@ 2012-06-15 14:29:00

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Entry tags:june 2012, prompt table 1, sarah clarke, toby silverman

Who: Sarah and Toby
What: Having the house to themselves (OHHLALA)
Where: Sarah's house
When: Thursday evening
Rating: PG
Status: Complete


Sarah wasn't entirely sure where her head was at. She was excited that Toby was coming over, a little giddy and slightly nervous about the fact that they would be at her house all alone, and in a state akin to panic about the fact that he was apparently, according to her aunt, a mutant walking into the house of two of the most fervent anti-mutant protestors in Brooklyn.

She was trying to focus on the first of these as she clipped her hair into place, giving herself one last once over in the mirror. She looked nice, she decided, in the flowy skirt and top, so if somehow everything went to hell and back, at least she'd look half decent running for the hills.

"Breathe, Sarah," she instructed herself, bracing herself on the bathroom counter with both hands and ducking her head. "You don't even know if it's true yet." Okay, so she could think of absolutely no reason why her aunt would have lied about it, and the odds of there being another Toby Silverman around the same age were slim to none, but Sarah had to have something to hold on to. Dating someone Jewish would have been hard enough for her parents to deal with, but a Jewish mutant? Her parents probably had the name of every mutant in the entire state. They'd never be able to meet him, and sooner or later, Toby would figure out exactly who her parents were and how horrible they'd been about the entire thing and-

The doorbell rang, and Sarah nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Coming!" she shouted, forcing herself to stand up right and look calm and collected. George Bleeping Washington. Shaking her head, she hurried down the stairs and paused briefly outside the front door to take a deep breath and paste a smile on, before tugging the door open.

The sight of him had her weak smile transforming into a perfectly legitimate one, and she moved forward to hug him with more enthusiasm than she'd planned on. "Hi," she breathed into his shoulder, before pulling back and moving to let him inside.



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[info]iamthelegacy
2012-06-18 09:15 pm UTC (link)
Tulips. He'd have to keep that in mind. "Tulips it is." He hovered his hand over the floor and spouted three little tulip stems. While he waited for them to grow, he gave Sarah another smile and nodded, "I woke up with an oak sappling in my laundry basket one morning. I can't make trees very big on my own though. It takes a lot of energy."

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[info]sarahhh
2012-06-18 09:21 pm UTC (link)
"I've heard of strange things growing in boys' laundry, but never trees," she answered with a soft giggle. "And it takes energy to use your powers- which I guess makes sense, since the stuff has to come from somewhere." She didn't want to even consider how it was possible, what Toby did. She preferred to leave it at good plain magic.

"Has it ever happened at a really bad time?" she asked, letting out another laugh at the thought.

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[info]iamthelegacy
2012-06-18 09:39 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, it can be really draining." He grinned, "And strange. Amd embarrassing." His face flushed a little, "I had to sort of keep it under control when I kissed you."

Toby sheepishly picked one of the tulips--which was now fully blossomed and purple--and handed it to Sarah, "I'm usually able to surpress it when I'm indoors, except when I'm sleeping. Most of the time. I sort of have to. I'd rather not be outed to my classmates or something." Since he didn't much care for them anyway. "The first time I spent the night at Jack's though... We woke up in the morning and moss had grown on like... Everything."

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[info]sarahhh
2012-06-18 09:54 pm UTC (link)
Sarah bit down on her lip lightly as she watched his cheeks flush. "Really?" she asked.

She took the flower from him and grinned, twirling it in her fingers. "Yeah, I get that." Not everyone was as understanding about this kind of thing as Sarah was. You know, like her parents. "Moss, huh? I bet that was fun to clean up."

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[info]iamthelegacy
2012-06-18 10:01 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, really." He replied quietly, with a small nod. That would've been awkward.

Toby snorted and shook his head, "So fun." He rolled his eyes, "Luckily his parents didn't notice." He wasn't sure if Jack's parents were wise to him (or Sascha for that matter), but he had tried really hard to keep it under wraps since then.

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[info]sarahhh
2012-06-18 10:10 pm UTC (link)
Sarah wondered if he would sprout a shrubbery if she kissed him again, but she managed to restrain that thought process with a grin.

"So... how many people know?" she asked. "Jack? Sascha? Does Eden know?"

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[info]iamthelegacy
2012-06-18 10:15 pm UTC (link)
"Anyone I knew from the island, uh... The US government. Jack, Sascha, Eden and Travis... And you. So... I think that's it, unless my mom tells people." He shrugged, purposely failing to out Presley or Sascha. It wasn't his place.

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[info]sarahhh
2012-06-18 10:46 pm UTC (link)
Sarah paused for a moment. "So I'm the only one who knows outside of your family and your band?" she asked, slightly startled by the fact. That was kind of a huge deal.

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[info]iamthelegacy
2012-06-18 10:50 pm UTC (link)
Toby thoguht about it for a moment and then nodded, "Yeah, pretty much. I don't like to really spread it around," he shrugged. No one had really told him to keep it a secret necessarily. But he knew what kind of political climate they were in, "It's kinda scary out there, you know?"

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[info]sarahhh
2012-06-18 10:58 pm UTC (link)
Sarah's face fell at that, and she ducked her head for a moment to gather up some will power. Unfortunately, that will power was only enough for a stream of consciousness rather than a coherent thought process. "Look, um. I kind of need to tell you something, and I know it's going to freak you out, so I totally get it if you're upset or whatever, and I'm sorry for ruining this moment because it was really, really nice, but if I don't tell you now, I just know that it will completely blow up in my face and be horrible, and I am rambling, Kelly freaking Clarkson."

She sucked in a breath, and finally got to the point. "My parents. They're really involved in the anti-mutant protests." She grimaced, embarrassed even as she said it.

"And I promise you I don't feel that way at all. I have another friend who's- a genetically altered superhuman, and I don't care, I swear, but I get it if it's- I don't know. Scary for you or something and you don't-" She opted not to finish that train of thought.

Sarah ran frustrated hands through her hair. "I can't change who they are and what they believe in. I wish I could, but I can't."

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[info]iamthelegacy
2012-06-18 11:20 pm UTC (link)
Well that would just be his luck, wouldn't it? It wasn't enough that he was abandoned by his birth mother, geneticslly altered against his will, was raised in a strict Orthodox home, or went to a school full of people he wasn't crazy about. No, he'd finally met this incredible girl, and her parents hated him on principle.

Toby sighed and picked at the carpet. "Oh. I guess... It's good to know... "

Whatever, it didn't really change anything in his opinion. If you liked someone, it really shouldn't matter. His mom hated his friends, and he didn't quit hanging out with them, why should this be any different? "You know what?," He looked back up at her, "I don't care. They don't even know me." He shrugged, "It's not like I chose to be genetically altered. I was like. A fetus."

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