Re: [Factory: Leo & Sam.]
[Sam had always been a maelstrom. Yeah, she'd grown up with those loud and rough Alexander boys, and they'd coddled her or whatever, but she hadn't ever wanted coddling. She'd climbed as many fucking trees as them, picked as many pockets, and worked in the mechanic shop as SOON as she was allowed to. She was too small to remember Leo much as a kid, but she always thought of him as being smaller than her, yeah? Even tho he was older, and even tho she'd always been a runty blonde in messy pigtails. So, yeah, she noticed that purple line under his eye, and she hoisted her hands to her hips.] Who the fuck did that? [Sam would totes punch a bitch in the face for him.
But, yeah, ok, at ease, and she grinned wide and gappy when he saluted. And, yeah, Sam was Sam, huh? So she glomped him in a hug that said FUCK IT to personal space. She poked tickling fingers into his ribs, and then she hopped back and looked at the place.] Tell me the story, and then tell me what to do. I'm totes out of my element, and I don't wanna fuck this up. [Open book, yeah? Sam had no problem admitting she didn't know stuff.]