otherways - Sara's Room

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[ooc: This is Millitimed before the New Years party.]

Four sets of hands are better than two, and Sara's more than happy to give Angel a hand with his costume.

They chat quietly about inane subjects--Sara recounting the funnier cases she'd had in San Francisco, Angel talking about the people he'd meet while drumming on the streets--while carefully melding together plastic and fabric.

Just a quiet, calm evening.

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[lvpd_sidle]

"I now have more siblings than you can shake a stick at. We dealt with Benny and his ilk, by the way." Sara finishes the seam with a sigh.

Angel holds his eyes a moment further before nodding again. "Fair enough. What do we do now?"

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"Personally, I'd be asking for the highlights of that story." He winces. "Only Murphy's speaking up, and rather angrily at that, so-"

Slightest bit of a stumble and a headshake, posture changing once more.

"An' do I even want t'know how long this has been goin' on, then?" Low, controlled voice.

[lvpd_sidle]

"Hell if I know," Sara says bluntly. "Probably for most of your life. I didn't know for a long time, and even then, what could I say? Honestly?"

Angel breathes in deeply, evenly. His voice is equally controlled. "I know this has to be a shock--hell, I can't even imagine to be honest. But don't you dare take this out on her."

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"I-"

There had been an empty space left on the bed.

Up until Murphy sat down, somewhat unsteadily.

[lvpd_sidle]

Sara moves over, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know how to tell you." The Gaelic flows melodically from her lips.

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{"And I wouldn't have known how to believe it."}

Reaching up, his hand over hers.

"Just some time I'd be needin', then. Get m' mind around th' lot of it."

[lvpd_sidle]

"It's all right then?" Angel asks quietly.

Sara nods. "As well as it can be, I think." She threads her fingers through Murphy's.

The sight makes Angel smile. "Good." Pause. "I'm Angel, by the way."

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Rough nod and the faintest trace of a grin. "Murphy. Pleased t'make your acquaintance, though I'll have t'apologize for th' circumstances."

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"Not the strangest I've ever experienced. I met my lover due to him being mugged near where I was," Angel says with a shrug and a slight grin.

"Collins did say he'd never been so happy to get his ass kicked."

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"Seems th' most common start of relationships in this place."

[lvpd_sidle]

"Ours started because Bar went ballistic and we ran outside for shelter. There's a difference there."

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He shrugs.

"Violence from an outside party in both cases. 'S just t'finer details different, is all."

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"What should we do, thank my brother for going insane after Nick's death?" Sara shakes her head. "Milliways."

Angel snorts, gathering up the sewing materials. "Collins and I were considering trying to find those punks to thank them. I'm just glad this is the strangest thing that's happened to me so far. I think I can finish this, honey. Thanks for your help."

"Oh, no trouble at all, Angel. Thanks for helping with mine."

With a smile at Murphy, Angel leaves. After he is gone, Sara sits back down, rubbing her head.