#;sass threads

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@roznrot was scowled at

Eyes, much too blue, narrow and a frown sets across their face. Something about her, something they can't figure out, is doing something. It's not extreme, at least not at the moment, but there's a certain sense that it could be extreme, if conditions were met.

Sass didn't want to see what those conditions were.

"i need you to go away." Said bluntly and without explanation.

[baptbysmal]

@blitzs // from here

"what the fuck. what the fuck is happening. what the fuck is actually happening! i don't even know you, and i didn't have a fucking problem with you until now! fucking christ!" Ears twitch irritably, their arms cross.

"i'm literally just standing here, minding my business, and you think i've got a problem? you've got issues dude! don't take that out on me, i'm just- i'm like an innocent bystander right now!"

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@badmusejail found someone troublesome

"what! i wasn't doing anything!" Sass proclaims their innocence! Whether or not that innocence is true or not... Well. That remains to be seen.

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@2kyears needed some help

Columbus was about a three hour drive from where Sass lived, right on the edge of the border of Ohio and Pennsylvania. They lives in a tiny town on the PA side, of course, and it was a pretty straight forward trip- interstate nearly the whole way.

Didn't make them want to go, really, they didn't like driving, let alone interstate driving, but they'd deal. This IT specialist who worked in some shop had been asking for help with some 'unsolvable problem.' No problem was unsolvable to Sass, but they did love a challenge. So they'd agreed to make the trip to help.

It takes them a few tries to find a place to park, and then a few tries to find the actual shop, but they do it. They go in and waste no time, speaking to the first person who looks like they might work there.

"yeah, i'm here to talk to a... maurice?" They offer, shrugging their narrow shoulders. "some kind of IT housecall, you know how it is."

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When Morgan's tongue meets their mouth, they feel like they could melt. Every touch, every movement makes them feel like they're on fire. They shudder when he pulls away from the kiss, letting out a slightly bewildered laugh. They can't remember ever kissing anyone like that.

They wilt their chin up as he kisses their throat, breath catching a little and a soft whine following. Their own hands take a moment to roam, one down his back, the other up along his chest. Nothing too bold, not while they're still adjusting to... All this.

"yeah." They respond, glancing towards their bedroom. And then they laugh again as they take his hand and lead him there. "sorry, the bed's small."

It's a twin bed, which for Sass is all they really need. But having a second person in it is a bit of a squeeze. Not that they mind exactly, it was just a little funny to them.

"here." They murmur, leaning up to kiss him once more. "here we are."

Morgan doesn't care that Sass takes a second to get into the rhythm of kissing back - their enthusiasm more than makes up for it, especially once they do get the hang of it and part their lips slightly. He takes the invitation that's offered, slipping his tongue into their mouth to explore.

Sass drops his shirt to press fully against him, and Morgan lets out a soft moan against their mouth. The hands that were steady on their hips before now roam a little over the curve of their ass and up over their back before Morgan circles his arms around their waist to keep them close for a moment - in the way they clearly want.

They do need to breathe at some point, so it's with a little bit of regret that Morgan pulls away, stooping to trail kisses down their throat as their chests heave. "Can I take you to bed, baby?" He asks, catching their earlobe lightly in his teeth - not really sure how far Sass will want to take this, even if they have been responding so prettily so far.

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@bloodrodeo showed someone how to ride

"i've never ridden a horse before. i think they're cool though. i knew people with horses. but none of them wanted to teach me." Sass hadn't really been friends with any of the people who had horses. But they'd known who'd had them. They'd always been the type to pay attention.

They aren't scared, though. Almost nothing scared them anymore. They tilt their head up and grin. "i don't know if my leg will reach the little loop though."

One hand runs over the stirrup. "i'll try my best, though."

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@witcchhazel had a visitor

They both lived outside of town. Though, Sass lived on one side of the Allegheny River, in Lalock, and Juniper lived on the other side, in Riverwalk. Both tiny towns, more villages than anything else, that attended the same school. Sass was two years out of high school now, having graduated when they were seventeen.

By the end of their high school career, they hadn't had many friends anymore. And when you graduate in a class with only seventy-five people, where you know everyone, it really, really sucks to not have any friends. Sass was funny, they were in theatre and outgoing. People respected them, tolerated them. But no one was close. They liked it that way.

Or so they told themself.

Now, their parents were dead, their sister was dead. They really were alone. Really alone. Things were supposed to get better after high school but... They'd only gotten worse. They thought they'd escaped with college, but after the Incident that took the lives of their family, they hadn't gone back. They'd just stayed in their shitty trailer on shitty old farm land and worked a shitty job at the computer store in town.

It was at the computer store where they'd heard mention of Juniper. Someone younger than them, if they remembered right, but he'd been at their school. An outcast, someone they didn't pay any mind to because of that. They didn't bully him, they just ignored him. He wasn't on their radar at all. But they overhear a conversation, about how he's some kind of... Witch or something.

It was enough to catch their interest to say the least.

Which was how they ended up here, on the other side of the river, looking for Juniper. It was after school, golden hour in mid-spring. Warm, too, which was nice. Sass had already gotten out of their car and was wandering around a bit, looking for this kid to see if he had something that would be of use to them.

[lcngdays-arc]

@clownfile was spoken to with little patience

"yes," said in a tone with no emotion other than boredom. They inspect their nails, tap their foot. They want out of here. "i'm the best hacker there is. yes, ever. that's just facts, my guy."

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@downspirals met someone walking

Judging by the color of the sunburn on their face and neck, they've been walking awhile, too. Their eyes are narrowed against the sun, a hand slightly raised to block it as they approach the gas station. They're drenched in sweat and they approach Bear if only because he's the first person they see. Their tone is very flat, as if they're annoyed with something.

"do you sell gas cans here."

It's less of a question, more of a demand.

[lcgacyofages]

@fadewalking continued from here "And you are reckless and small-minded." Solas shrugged simply. "We all have our vices, I suppose."

Ogden folded his arms, raising his brows in an unimpressed manner. He was one to talk, wasn't he?

"I'm sorry, were you just looking in a mirror? Because it sounds like you just described yourself," he stated. "But it's good of you to admit your flaws. Really shows some growth. Only a bit, mind you, but some."

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@bloodrodeo // continued

It was a silly way to die, but death has come to them in much stranger and sillier fashions then falling off a fence and breaking their neck. If anything, it was mostly just embarrassing.

But Trent has yet to meet Wrinkle and so they need to see this through.

They hear his voice and turn towards it, still walking slowly on shaky legs, still wishing it was raining so they could turn their mouth to the sky. But it's not raining. They keep walking until the come across Trent, and they stare down at him with those sharp, glowing eyes they have and then they speak again.

"i need something to drink."

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"okay, yeah, maybe you don't care but i care? like i care a little bit. hospital bills are expensive." Not that they knew much about them. Their experience with hospitals was limited. And they'd been on their parent's insurance when they'd been in hospital care before anyway.

Now they didn't have that luxury. They'd have to pay for this themself, and sure, they could commit some fraud-- it wasn't like they cared about that shit-- but they didn't like the idea of getting caught for fraud. Or stolen credit cards. Or any of that bullshit. They'd have to go on the run! Live in their car or something! Nightmare scenario!

"yeah, i was in town for a job." Vague but true. Dr. Rhodes didn't need the full details to treat them, or so they assumed. It wasn't how they got hurt, anyhow. But they do at least crack a smile at his comment. "nah, wasn't my plan. but you guys have some cool tech here. i saw your weird er-or when i came in."

The notes on Sass are brief-- mostly because, as the notes mention, they were being a little difficult. They'd only give their name as Sass, no emergency contact. Hadn't wanted to change into the hospital gown. Medically, however, they'd come in by ambulance after someone called to report a person collapsed on the sidewalk. They'd been unconscious through most of the ride into the ed, but had woken up just before arrival and then complained about everything since they'd gotten here.

They'd said they didn't know why they collapsed, they'd just been walking back to their hotel and passed out. Their stomach hurt beforehand, but they'd noted having IBS and hadn't thought much about the stomach pain. They'd also given a brief medical history, an allergy to penicillin, having had a hysterectomy and having a very bad reaction to the anesthesia after the surgery, and no vaccination history.

"ct. is that the one where i have to hold my breath?" They aren't exactly opposed to it, but they are curious. They frown a little, though. They don't want the doctor to touch them, really, but it seemed like it would probably be pretty cost saving. They weigh both options, then nod and slowly push the blanket down to sit around their legs. "yeah, go for it, i guess."

he can tell that his patient is uncomfortable. hospital anxiety's rather common and most people only wound up in the emergency department when they were either scared or desperate. to help sass feel more at ease while he talks to them, connor lowers himself into one of the chairs beside the bed to get on the same level. ❝ we don't care about that when we've got the job to make sure you're alright before we send you off. don't worry about that. ❞ whoever's in charge of billing's got profitability covered. connor's looked at some of the ridiculous lists of itemized charges.

his blue eyes leave sass's to the monitors. so far, they seem hemodynamically stable which is a good sign for any serious injury, but he wants to be sure before he agrees to sign any discharge papers. ❝ are you visiting? sorry it hit such a sour note. i'm assuming you aren't in chicago to get a personal tour of the gaffney er. ❞ he's hoping a little bit of affable banter will help them relax.

then he takes out his tablet to skim over the notes from the nurses before connor's eyes return to sass's in time to listen to the questions. ❝ we check for bleeding with an abdominal ct. i'll have to have you drink some nasty tasting liquid for that. do you mind if i apply some pressure to your limbs and ribs to check for tenderness? maybe we can avoid some of the xrays if we're throwing too much at you right now. ❞

[painofhumanity]

@fortitudina liked the TVD starter call

"So. . . You're not just a vampire, you're a Mikaelson. Give me one good reason that I should give a damn about anything you have to say. I mean. Your whole family is psycho."

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@r-adio // plotted

"behold!" Sass announces, slamming a laptop down on the table. "oh shit, that was kind of hard."

They quickly open it up, typing swiftly to unlock it. All things seem right as rain on it, though. They grin, most of it hidden behind the glitching covering their face.

"as i was saying, behold! the very model of modern technology. in hell, of course, i'm sure there's more new shit up top by now. but this will do. it's just like the first one i used to have, so the interface is super easy to learn. okay, so."

Sass runs their hand along the screen for a moment, then flicks their hand down to the mousepad, moving it around to open what serves as a word document.

"first lesson! typing. sooo exciting. now, most people will start you off typing 'the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog' over and over again. and i'll tell you why because i know you're super curious, i know you're just sitting there like, sass, what do brown foxes have to do with lazy dogs, who cares? well, the reason it matters is because that sentence involves every single letter in the english alphabet, thus, ever letter on the keyboard. it'll teach you where each letter is and how to type without even looking. muscle. memory."

A thumbs up is given.

"it'll be easy. it'll be fun! maybe you should get an actual mouse. i don't know if you'll be able to use the touch pad mouse or not. it's kind of like. well you don't know touch screen do you. when did you die again."

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"i get seasick. i don't want to be in any boat." Sass answers sullenly. They cross their arms irritably over their chest, because in spite of themself, they do see Funke's point.

They squint at him. Well, squint more. They seem like they really might need glasses, but just don't have any.

"yeah. i mean i'd always been into computer stuff. i always wished i had a touch screen computer, even though they're super expensive. elographics makes one but... anyway, i was messing with my computer, just running my fingers on the screen and the icons on it started moving. on my very much not touch screen computer. and then imagine my shock when i could put my hand through the screen. wild stuff."

@freekzout

"no, no!" the funke shakes his head, and waves sass' remarks away as though they were plumes of the stale stench that's rolling off of him.

"don't say that, don't say it like that! we're one and the same, you and me. don't go putting us in different boats. we're already on a different boat to everybody else. now you're going and putting us on different boats!"

funke's not for that kind of talk, as you might've guessed. ruthie used to believe in that kind of thing, too -- it's a slippery slope. in times like these, he seeks common ground.

"i was thirteen, too," he adds, after a beat. "thirteen going on fourteen."

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@okeancs was apart of a conversation

"yeah so like. it's cool that you saved the world a bunch of time and stuff. wildly cool stuff." They say this entirely unprompted.

Sass sounds less then impressed, however. They're focused on their computer screen, bright blue eyes reflecting the word document open in front of them.

"i'm serious," they insist, despite their monotone voice, "see, see i was like, doing cool stuff too. i was doing super cool stuff. but i'm sure you don't want to hear about all that cool stuff, you're way to like..."

A somewhat sardonic smile.

"way to whatever. anyway, about this partner project, i'm not like, the best at presenting. i can do literally all of the other stuff but people have said i'm insulting to my audience. wild, right?"