#amelia mears & josie saltzman // 01

[nothingleftofyou]

sometimes amelia wondered how this wasn't the full personality of the other. of course she knew the rumors that had speculation of truth, and for all the details she didn't know amelia was certain of a few things. there was a supposed 'good' version of josie without the black hair and the fun attitude, and people considered that the 'real' version. in amelia's eyes, however, this version was the same amount of real. just because the layer's didn't like to coexist didn't make them less true. if anything it made this version all the more special, hidden from the world for so long- they deserved the chance to just be. "you're not wrong." she loved the taunt, the shared confidence, the closest amelia had ever known to comradery. a small laugh left her lips because this would always be fun, the power of a single word especially. "word." amelia prompted, anticipation to see josie delivering the thread they were all too capable of.

this version of josie had a much different set of expectations and standards for acquaintances. because friendship was out of the question. there was a sense familiarity with the slayer. their situations were not too different, alike in more than one way. maybe there was something too familiar, with one sentence she could sound like the sister dark josie had left behind. perhaps thats why their mind was quieter around amelia. ghost of lizzie present. the closest they were going to get for now. their pocket held a locket laced with the dark magic she'd need. slipping her hand inside for fingers to wrap around the metal. " not sure the odds would be in anyone's favor. not that i care. just say the word. "

[nothingleftofyou]

there were very few people that amelia didn't dislike, let alone actually like. josie saltzman lived as one of those very few people. they knew the same delight as amelia did, not to mention the odd similarity of having a twin within the resistance. a taller, incredibly annoying twin. "you know me so well," amelia spoke with a smile wafting to her face. "i don't know, two against one or nine against two, i still don't see it adding up. against the two of us the odds just won't be in their favor." and there was glee in that power. because there had been a time amelia hadn't had it, and she would never take it for granted.

the commotion just a bit ahead of them surely caught josie's attention. slinking through the shadows to find a better vantage point, they noticed a familiar figure amongst the scuffle. " i'd offer a hand, but i know you don't exactly need it. " the siphon was just as happy to watch chaos, though being amidst it was her favorite. " you can always tag me in. or y'know, two against one, i was never one for fairness. " no, that was the weaker part of themself.