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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for ([info]brain_ninja) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
Andy smiled weakly at her, although it didn't reach his eyes. That feeling he did know. "Don't worry about it. I was pretty freaked out when all this-" he gestured vaguely toward his head, "-started with me. You're fine," he replied.

"Vultures, yeah, I think that's what they were," Andy replied. His stomach flip-flopped nervously when she said there was another large ground animal. His mind spiraled around a million different possibilities and none of them were anything he'd particularly care to run into if the mind thing failed and Sarah wasn't as bad ass as she thought she was. "Great..." he said unenthusiastically, swallowing hard.

He looked back at Sarah with raised eyebrows. A small smirk formed over his lips. A vampire mother hen. Of all things... "Yeah? Cool," he replied thinking it would be at the very least not funny and at the worst would earn him a slap in the face if he said what he was actually thinking.

When Sarah stopped walking and signalled for him to be quiet, Andy froze and stiffened. Her next words caused his eyes to widen slightly as he took her trench coat. His mouth opened to ask her whether she'd freeze her ass off in the shorts and tank top she was wearing under the coat, but he closed it again. Stupid question if she was dead, right? Man, that was a weird thing to consider. "Where is it?" he asked tightly when he heard a howl much closer than he was entirely comfortable with.


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