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Sarah Vida ([info]vamphunter) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-20 23:57:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, !incomplete, day 08, laura moon, location: gas station, sarah vida

WHO: Sarah and Laura
WHAT: Meeting up after Sarah's time Lapse and Laura needing to talk to her friend
WHERE: woods just north of the convenience store
WHEN: Day 8, late afternoon
RATING: PG-13
STATUS: incomplete

Sarah had been moving from different trees since her memory lapse. It worried her that the last thing she could remember was meeting with Laura and the other Night Watchers and then nothing. It worried her even more when Laura said it had been a while since then.

Trying to force herself to stop thinking such frightening things she jumped off from her branch and walked closer to the edge near the convenience store. According to Laura she was going to be there and that she needed to talk to her. Though Sarah was worried about what, 'cause she always worried over things like that, she was grateful to finally have the chance to talk with the woman face to face. They had so much in common and she felt a close connection to her that she had a hard time explaining.

Sarah waited by the tree until she could smell Laura's dead body emerge towards the trees. "Hello." she said once the woman was near her.



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[info]spitandviolets
2009-06-14 07:24 pm UTC (link)
"After three years, the message came down that Shadow was going to be paroled for good behavior. We knew that it was over. I loved Shadow, he loved Audrey. We weren't going to have an affair anymore. We went out to plan Shadow's party; we were going to welcome him home. I got to drinking, though, and so did he, and on the way home I decided that I wanted to have one last good time. Everything from that point on happened very quickly. As I leaned over with my head in his lap, my shoulder hit the gear shaft. Robbie lost control, and we swerved into the opposite lane. An eighteen wheeler crashed through the car, and all eighteen of its wheels rolled over my body. I think I bit down somewhere in the confusion. I was alive, though, the entire way to the hospital, and I know, contrary to popular belief, that I did not die with Robbie's cock in my mouth. They definitely removed it to put in the respirator. The last thing I remember was thinking 'I'm going to die.' Everything went black after that. And that is how I died."

Laura fell silent for a few moments, allowing her story to sink into Sarah's mind. Laura, then, was no typical zombie. She hated that word, zombie. She didn't eat brains, and she wasn't terribly slow. She just...wasn't a beautiful, atypical vampire. "No, I didn't mean the choice of whether or not you want to be a vampire. I meant whether or not you want to be alone forever. You could make someone else just like you, couldn't you? If there was someone you found that you didn't want to exist without, you could bite them and turn them into a vampire as well, and you'd live happily ever after." There was no such process for Laura. She was decomposing every day, and L was dying every day. Their time together was extremely limited.

The idea of being in love made the corner of her lips turn upwards. How on earth could she be in love? Though Sarah had a point. Love was a strong emotion; maybe it was strong enough to pass through the veil of death. "So, if I'm in love with him...what am I supposed to do?" That, after all, was the question. If they loved physically, as they had done, that made him something unspeakable. Also, she was robbing him of a long, happy life with living people. How could she allow herself to be selfish when she wasn't even really a person?

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