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{ ♥ } Beat-up red sneakers balance on the small metal supports, knowing that if she steps on the thin boards, she’ll likely fall through. If that happens, she’s as good as dead. Though, the noise might make it easier for him to get out, he seems to have a strange advantage. She still can’t believe that kid had just--
She stops, abruptly; tilting her head slightly to the left. Margaret holds out a hand to him, as if motioning for him to stop moving, as well;
“Did you hear that?” Her voice is panicked, and barely above a whisper.
“Right, right–”
He took one last glance at the weakening door and climbed up on the industrial fridge. Quickly, he hooked his fingers to the tiles and pulled himself up. It didn’t take enhanced hearing to hear the door break through in the next second.
“Let’s go,” he muttered, watching the sprawling mess of infected limbs below. It was unlikely that the infected would possess the coordination to climb up after then, but it was better safe than sorry. Especially since there was a chance that the vent could collapse on them.
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{ ♥ } “I’m not going to question what just happened and just accept that it’s weird.” She throws up her hands, before shoving them deep in baggy, basketball shorts’ pockets. “So, I’m here now.”
Danny let his human half take over once in his room, gently setting
Margaret on her feet at the foot of his bed. “Alright, you can open ’em now!”
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{ ♥ } Eyes are definitely closed, even when she feels like she’s floating, somehow-- the arms she felt were familiar. She wasn’t scared-- or, at least-- she wasn’t scared of falling.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” Bottom lip falls into a pout, and if they were open; you’d see she was rolling her eyes. “Tell me when, dork.”
A flash of light goes off in his room, not that Margs would be able to see it
from below on the street and with her eyes presumably closed. The now
ghost version of Danny phases out through the window, floats down to the
girl’s level, and gently wraps his arms around her, hauling her up in two
seconds flat to hold bridal style in his muscular & well-toned arms.
“Keep ’em shut!” He practically purred, floating up with
her in his arms and phasing them in through his window.
#littlebxdger#♥; younger#♥; cardinal values#ill just switch t mine#i mean i have a ton#and im the one who's picky about stuff matching
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{ ♥ } “Alright. Or, do that.” At least he was a super strong weird nerd? She’s not complaining. She climbs up and reaches for the ceiling tile, sliding it to the side and pulling herself up into the crawlspace. “Which is why I’m following this out to the vent, and using the alley.” She turns around and peeks down the hole, “I may look like a damsel in distress, but I’m not stupid.” Red eyebrow raises, “You coming?”
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{ ♥ } Battle? Snerk.
Leave it to her luck to find some sort of nerd, at a time like this.
She grabs a mop and jams it through the handles of the door.
“Help me move the industrial fridge–
It’ll block them out
and we can use it to climb into the ceiling.”
He looked back to the door for a moment, well aware
that the mop wouldn’t do much to slow them down.
He moved forward in a practiced pace, taking hold of the
fridge and hefting it up with inhuman strength. In a second,
the thing was placed right up against the door.
Randy pulled out a hand gun and looked up towards the ceiling.
Listening carefully, he could hear the soft scuttles of mutated
feet across the floors.
“There are some on the roof. But less.”
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{ ♥ } “Well! I’ll keep my eye out-- and I’ll tell you if I see anyone matching that description if you come back and see me. How about that?”
“She actually looks pretty different than me.” Forrest says, “I mean we have the same hair color and eye color, but besides that you couldn’t even really tell we’re related.”
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{ ♥ } “Fine, fine. Eyes closed. Waiting for you.” She rolls her eyes, but closes them, hanging up the phone and crossing her arms.
Danny peeked out his window, smirking at the sight of Margaret below. “Okay, I need you to close your eyes. I have a secret and fast way of getting you to my room without you having to climb anything.” He spoke softly through the phone.
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{ ♥ } Cocky as ever, the redhead merely smirks and saunters away, planting a kiss on her-- Ex girlfriend? Roomie? Best friend? Eileen. On Eileen’s cheek.
“You look good in red.” The smirk widens, “Not as good as me, but still damn fine.” She winks, before slipping off to find more suitable attire.
And she pauses mid rant, mouth falling slightly open and turning back
towards Margaret for just a moment. She took probably a moment longer
than necessary to stare at the woman, before a soft “M-Margret!” passed
her lips; mouth slammed shut and face bloomed to the others hair color
before her attention averted back to the food. Goodness.
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{ ♥ } Battle? Snerk.
Leave it to her luck to find some sort of nerd, at a time like this.
She grabs a mop and jams it through the handles of the door.
“Help me move the industrial fridge--
It’ll block them out
and we can use it to climb into the ceiling.”
“Brace yourself-!
The door can’t hold back the infected for long.
Look for a way out or we might just have to risk a battle–!”
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{ ♥ } “Well I was pretty real last time I checked. But, not entirely sure I’m the best source on that one.” She stops, eying the building afront her. “I’m alive and probably real and standing in front of your house. Am I climbing through more windows, or what?”
“What did I tell you?” He chuckled a little slyly, “I’ve been thinkin’ about you. I can’t really get to sleep and I want to be assured you’re well and alive and real, so I need to see you in person.”
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{ ♥ } “You should try telling my bedroom mirror that-- seems to be a disconnect between what the two of you think.” The smile she can so plainly hear makes her heart skip a beat, but she tries not to let it show. In all honestly, she’d do almost anything if it was Danny who asked her to do it. “You going to tell me why it’s so imperative I come by yet, or...?”
“You don’t need makeup to be pretty.” One could hear the growing smile in his voice. He paced his floor slowly, his heart beating a bit quicker at the thought of this girl sneaking out for him.
#littlebxdger#♥; cardinal values#♥; younger#om g#im sorry these are getting so long???#margs is v v awake#dont worry abt matching or anythin g
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{ ♥ } “Okay. Give me a second to climb out my window.” She slips the phone into the pocket of her loose-fitting basketball shorts as she shimmies out the window and drops from the rooftop over the porch-- starting her car up is out of the question. Too much noise. Guess she’s walking. Phone comes back out; “You don’t get pretty Margaret, I hope you know. I took all my makeup off earlier and putting it back on is, like-- effort.”
There was a long pause as his thoughts raced to try and find the right words. I need you.
You make me feel safe. I care about you. I want to make sure you’re okay.
He held back a sigh. “Please…I can stage anything if you get in trouble.
I want this conversation to be a little more personal, Margaret. …Please?”
#littlebxdger#♥; cardinal values#♥; younger#I se e what you did there#om g#i forgot how cute they are I really did
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{ ♥ } “If she looks anything like you, I would have noticed her by now-- and nearly everyone comes by here. Sorry to disappoint.”
“Yeah. I’m mostly here looking for someone. My sister, actually.” Just the thought of Cecilia was enough to make his demeanor change.
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ooc.
sorry I’m like never on here anymore!
there’s kind of nothing to do lol
so for those who are still kind of around
like for a starter !
and you can probably find me on Zap if you ever need me
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{ ♥ } “Why don’t you give me a good reason to sneak out and risk getting myself grounded, first?”
“I want to talk to you in person. ..Please come over?”
#littlebxdger#♥; cardinal values#♥; younger#she's peeved bc i dont get on her anymore dont worry danny she still loves u
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{ ♥ } “You guess?“ Margaret tries not to smile. Thinking about her? At this time of night? How flattering. “You can talk to me about anything, you know.”
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