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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 5:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 10:15 pm
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Sonny shook their head, but didn't say anything else. Not until Renard appeared, stepping through a tear in the universe as if it were nothing but a door. Then they jumped up and tried to calm themselves, but that just made the tears start back up worse because now they were in trouble, weren't they, they'd left the house--
Renard looked at his daughter for a long, steady moment. "Thank you for helping Ascencion, Miss Jones," he said. He turned his ocean-blue eyes to the bubble. "If you don't mind, I'd like you to take her home. I don't want to hurt either of you while trying to determine what this is--is this the bubble you spoke of?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2017 10:27 pm
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Swallowing, America stayed close to Sonny's side, gearing up to argue with the man even before he'd opened his mouth. The fight in her lasted for all of five seconds and there was an undeniable relief that filled its sudden absence.
"Yeah, we um..." for a moment, there's an uncharacteristic fluster, and then she's clearing her throat, standing up a little taller. "It started out all golden and glowy and nice but then when it pulled us through it was a big gross glob. When Sunny reached toward it, th'surface turned to tiny reaching hands and all sorts of awful. This is what it changed into this when we fought back."
Taking Sonny's hand, America nodded, "Yeah, I'll take her, long as she's willing to go." She turned a questioning glance to her friend.
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