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[lvpd_sidle]

OOM: Directly after this happens.

Sara is back at the bar. At the moment, she wants nothing more than to find oblivion at the bottom of a bottle.

Instead, she curls up on a couch near the fireplace, wrapped in a blanket. Despite the heat, she feels cold.

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[lvpd_sidle]

"Yeah...the current year for me is 2005." She treads the subject delicately. "All CSIs are trained and carry guns. It's gotten to be very dangerous. Holly...was disarmed by the perp and shot with her own weapon. We did catch him though."

Shaking her head clear of those thoughts, she inwardly agrees that there's been enough sadness for one day.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I was from a earlier time. Maybe a little less violent, but not by much." He goes quiet, and lets the sadness pass a little.

[lvpd_sidle]

"It's a scary thought to think that someday..my time will be considered 'the good ol' days. But enough of that."

She shakes her head, a determined look on her face. "I'm tired of this sadness. I'm...letting it go. Letting her go." Letting them go.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

"Good.

"And I think this is a good place to do that. Milliways, I mean."

[lvpd_sidle]

"Yeah." She smiles again. "People don't seem to judge so much here. At least no one I've met has. It's refreshing."

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

"I was like that, actually. Guess it was hard to let go after years of dealing with the bad guys. But when I met Faith, I judged her on what I thought she was, and not who she is. Took me till last week to apologize."

[ooc: gotta wrap - work ate my brains. more to come?]

[lvpd_sidle]

OOC: Fine with me. I'll probably be on later this evening.

"Old habits die hard, Barry. Don't be so harsh on yourself."