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Laura Moon (spitandviolets) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Sarah, she realized now, had a very good memory. She had not even recalled telling her about the coin nor telling her that she would give it to L. She must have done so, but Laura's memory was not always what it should have been. Her fingers moved to the chain, touching it absently, and she looked to Sarah. "Yes, this is the coin that holds the magic that keeps me in existence. Someone once remarked that it is the type of gift that one would give to the King of America." And she had ended up with it. As so many people had often remarked, Shadow included, all of this was a mistake. She was not supposed to be.

"It was 2001, December, and my husband had been in prison for three years of his six year sentence. He had been involved in a bank robbery, but he was only supposed to be the driver. Nothing was supposed to have happened to him. When he and the two guys got back to count the money, the other two made the mistake of saying something nasty about me and trying to stiff him on his share of the cash. Shadow was always very protective of me, and he beat them both nearly to death. The police caught up with them, and they rolled on Shadow. He got six years, and they got nothing; they didn't get the money, though. That secret died with me. Now, no one will have it...unless I ever find some way back to where I come from. Though I doubt it will be found even then."

"When Shadow went away, I fell apart. I was okay for about a year. I had my job - I was a travel agent - and held myself together. But, God, I was lonely. I was all by myself in an apartment that I couldn't afford. My sister had her family in Texas, my father was dead, and my mother never liked me anyway. I was born and raised in Eagle Point, and I had a bit of a reputation to begin with. When my husband turned out to be a criminal, people gave me dirty looks and nobody wanted much to do with me as a person. I took to drinking, rather heavily, and that almost ended my life right then. I stopped caring, because six years, for me, was an eternity. I was twenty-three years old when Shadow went away, and I would be twenty-nine when he got out. We were poor. That was why I had even gotten him mixed up with criminals to begin with. I didn't have the money to go see him. What would we have to talk about when we hadn't seen each other in six years? I had lost the only person in the world who had ever really loved me, and it was my fault."

"The only people that I had left were Robbie and Audrey Burton. Audrey was my best friend in the whole world, and she wouldn't abandon me, not even because of this. She didn't even abandon me completely after I died, though she should have. Robbie had become a good friend of mine. He had introduced Shadow to me; the four of us had gone on a blind date a number of years ago, and Shadow and I fell in love right then. Robbie realized that there was something wrong, and that I needed a man around the house, and Audrey sent him to take care of me, because I definitely wasn't taking care of myself. At first we were just friends...but then it escalated into something more. We started sleeping together thirteen months after Shadow went away. We had sex in every room in my apartment, but we never did it in the bed. There was no emotion behind what we were doing. I was desperate; a year is a long time to wait. It was something that needed to be done, and we were attracted to each other, and we did it."