Sabrina Spellman (
signed_sabrina) wrote2019-08-15 07:11 pm
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listen to the wind blow (down comes the night)
damn your love, damn your lies
i. Charlie
ii. Rosie
i. Charlie & Kavinsky
ii. Marcus
iii. Sam
[Collection post for Sabrina's threads during Lucifer's possession of Nick.]
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Rather than scoff, all Rosie does is let out a very soft, nearly involuntary "Oh my god." It's not at all correct, given the circumstances, but she says it anyway.
"Y-you told me about that, back when you got all of those memories," she continues, recalling the tearful, shaken confession Sabrina had made to her in the woods, what felt like ages ago now. "When...when you remembered Nick, remembered what had happened to him. It's all happening again? Here?" Rosie looks at her, concerned and frightened--and, more than that, full of a wave of sympathy so strong it nearly chokes her. "So he's been...ever since that happened, Nick's been..."
If Sabrina can be brave enough to say it, she can too. She ought to be. "He's been the devil. The Dark Lord, whatever you want to call him."
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Slowly, she admits, "I thought at first it was maybe wishful thinking, which-- how horrible, that I'd rather think the devil is inside of him than that his feelings have changed. I don't know if he'd admit it, or if--" She rubs at her forehead. "But the thing is, my-- he-- he can't comprehend mortals. I'm only half-mortal because it was for prophecy."
She turns her eyes to Rosie, grim and full of trepidation, sorrow. "He has Nick again, and I--"
Sabrina doesn't know how to finish that sentence.
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Of course she says we. Though so much of this is unbelievable, and despite the uncertainty that still swirls in her mind, the one thing Rosie knows without question is that she'll help Sabrina in whatever way she can.
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If she gives in to the desire to cry, she's not sure she'll be able to stop.
"We tried killing him the first time, but it didn't work. We didn't have the right-- I wouldn't know how to get it." She's biting at her lip now.
"What if he thought there was a better host?"
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She allows herself one single and deeply vengeful thought about suggesting David, then sets it aside.
"So we tempt him with somebody, and then, what, redirect him at the last minute?" She thinks for a long few minutes, her brow furrowed. "Back into the device, before he can take over anyone else?"
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She lets herself flop back on the bed.
"...I don't think he'd go for it. Nick is already very skilled and it's a choice that hurts me. I don't know that he'd believe I'm ready to just give up and join him, either."
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"If we can't distract him, or...or tempt him, whatever you want to call it," she muses, trying to think as fast as she can, knowing she's as far out of her depth now as she'd been her first few hours in Anterwold. More so, even. This, after all, was not a problem she could stomp and threaten her way out of as she'd done in the forest clearing. "If we can't do that...what did you need to kill him, last time? Even if we can't find it here, there has to be something similar. People arrive from all over, different worlds and times and...there has to be something."