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Antigone Grace Winchester - Princess of Troy ([info]antigone_grace) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-05-11 15:38:00

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Current mood: worried
Entry tags:antigone grace, sam winchester

Who: Anne and Sam Winchester
What: She said dinner and a movie.
When: Tonight.
Where: Anne's place
Warnings: Impossible to tell at this point. Probably less sex than usual.



In her own house, it was easier to prepare an entire meal with a thought here or there and a wave of the hand. Her nerves were a bit on edge because she intended on telling Sam a bit about herself tonight. Stuff that she'd confided in Dean, more or less, when she should have confessed all to his brother.

Tonight was the night, considering everything else they'd shared. He needed (read: deserved) to know who and what she really was. Not just some happy-go-lucky goddess, but everything (almost) about her past.

The house, however, had picked up on her mood and was reacting accordingly. As she walked through the rooms, the furnishings darkened and she couldn't get them to lighten again. It was something she hadn't always despised about the place, but some days...



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[info]wnchestrgeekboy
2008-05-14 03:49 am UTC (link)
Sam knew if he didn't leave at that moment, he never would and he really just needed some space to process.

"Tomorrow." he echoed, before moving towards the door and leaving.

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[info]antigone_grace
2008-05-14 03:52 am UTC (link)
She watched as the door shut behind him and with a wave of a hand, closed up the downstairs.

In her room, she sat at her vanity, the motions old to her and yet, not to someone like Sam. She brushed her hair, then let it twine itself into an intricate design that would leave her hair curled and gorgeous. Her clothing changed into the ancient dress and while she couldn't go home, she could feel as close to it as possible.

Then, she lay down on her bed and cried.

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