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 Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 8:38 pm
Brushing off her hands, America strutted about like the winner she so totally was. It didn't take long to find Dawson and That One Blonde. "Hey, Daws! Hi, Miss That One Blonde Lady! Unsurprisingly, I'm like, a super good fighter? Is this one of those mind whack-a-dos people on Twitter are always crying about? How long do they usually last, anyway?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 8:48 pm
She took in a long breath, and made to exhale it with her answer, when America's (younger, so young) voice cracked through her psyche and stole her attention away. She looked up to watch the woman girl, the girl walk towards them, and her body curled inward as her mind continued to physically reject what she was seeing. Temporary. Temporary. It had to be. It wasn't.She'd stayed away from both her and Cami ever since she'd heard through the grapevine that they were still so young. Or at least, she'd tried to. There was no staying away forever. "I don't recall being locked in one of these more than a week." She answered, her voice flippant and friendly despite the welling turmoil churning inside of her. "Good job putting yours down, sweetheart."
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 9:18 pm
Dawson blinked and then began to grin as he broke the hand hold to offer America a high five. "Meri!" he cheered. "Atta girl." It seemed he hadn't heard anything about dads, only that she too had seemingly had to fight a horseman version of herself. "Mind whack-a-dos indeed. Best stay close with us, honey. There's gotta be more people out there we can find." Maybe the assistants or leaders had been sucked in, too. Or maybe someone had a better idea of what was going on. He was confused for a moment when America didn't seem to know Maebe, and then he remembered. And then he really remembered. "Uh, this is Maebe!" Dawson introduced, since Maebe hadn't. She didn't look pleased. s**t. He kept smiling anyway. "She's in Moon with us, n' she's got a rad trident. You ever see Lord of the Rings? Her weapon is that big smoky fire thing from the first movie!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 9:37 pm
The high-five was followed by a complicated fitsbump, handshake, hip bop. "Okay, cool, I can do a week. But like, anything longer and I'd be super pissed. Some people have a life, okay?" America flipped her hair over her shoulder, or at least tried to until she realized it was a tangled mess still from the earlier scrap. "Ugh," she began hurriedly finger combing it. "Yeah, we can go saving people and stuff, right? That's what you guys do, and all. I'm still shopping around, though! Like I head Mist has some like, really cool parties? And Life has cute lecture-y nerd boys, who might know what you're talking about Daws," she laughed, eyes crinkling up as she nudged Dawson with her elbow. "Anyway, it's nice meeting you Miss Maebe!" Apparently waking up somewhere strange and fighting a weird copy of herself were easily shrugged off.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 9:45 pm
Run away.She felt that urge overcome her like an old friend come to call, wrapping its arms around her shoulder and pulling her back a few steps before she realized she was moving at all. She didn't want to be introduced to America. That made all of this - real. "It's - yeah. Same." That was as close as she was going to get, as she turned around and looked very seriously into the fog. "I think I heard something. That way, and that one." She pointed in opposite directions. She was lying. "You and America take the left, I'll take the right?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 9:55 pm
Wait, America was shopping around? And now Maebe, who had just suggested to stay together, was taking this so badly that she wanted to run away. Dawson felt himself get cold, and he wasn't sure it was the fog that was the culprit. No no no no no, what on earth -- "Aw yeah? You can tell me more about it when we get outta this mess," he told America. "But until then, we're stickin' together." He shot Maebe a pleading look, even as he kept smiling. "Best way t'keep safe is with Moons, right?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 10:23 pm
From hand holding to see ya? Yeah, no.The first time America had seen Maebe's face was in the photos on her wall. The second time was in the distance, and every time after that, because she knew she represented a hole in some people's lives. A few, like Mimsy and Dawson, didn't mind that. Some, like Peyton, tried not to, but there was always a bit of sadness there. And the rest just pretended she wasn't there. She hadn't planned on making this awkward but, 'yeah...same'? ******** that. Crossing her arms, the teen huffed, "You didn't hear anything. Don't bullshit me, Miss Maybe. If you've got a problem, you can have it out now or later, but we aren't splitting up. It'll distract Daws if he's worrying about you and it'll distract me if I'm pissed at you. Anyway, we'll just end up following you and it'll look super stupid."
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 10:36 pm
She would have given Dawson a withering look, but America was up in her face in seconds, calling her out on her bullshit. Just like she always did. Maebe's lip quivered for a brief second, before she pushed it all down and masked her face in apathy. Or at least, she thought she did. "I hated it when you always knew if I was lying." America wanted to get in her face about it? Then she wasn't going to act like this wasn't a thing. "Stubborn little peach. I would have been fine on my own, you know." She flickered a look up at Dawson, and pursed her lips. "I always am." There was a beat of silence, and then she waved one hand in the air. "I choose later. We've got people to find." And just like that, America got her way. Maebe had never possessed the ability to say no to her, before. That much hadn't changed, either.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 10:54 pm
Dawson held his breath. Two seconds. Three. He let it out with relief. He could always do later too. (Yes, he considered himself part of this negotiation.) "Good." Another beat. And then he pulled both girls into a tight bear hug. " Good."
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 10:56 pm
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