listen to the wind blow (down comes the night)

[signed_sabrina]

running in the shadows
damn your love, damn your lies

i. Charlie
ii. Rosie

listen to the wind blow (watch the sun rise)

i. Charlie & Kavinsky
ii. Marcus
iii. Sam


[Collection post for Sabrina's threads during Lucifer's possession of Nick.]

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[forthsofar]

Everything seems to spill out of Sabrina half-formed, thoughts and sentences abandoned partway through, and Rosie tries to piece them together as best as she can. To pull out the important details, the things that might lead them forward to a solution, the ways in which this unbelievable situation might be fixed. But when Sabrina looks at her again, pale and sorrowful, Rosie lays it all aside--if only for the moment. They're sitting close enough that it's no effort at all to put an arm around her, pulling her close and holding her. "He has Nick now," she says, her voice trembling a little. She coughs, once, tries to steady it. "What do we need to do to get him back?"

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.

[signed_sabrina]

Sabrina hugs her back, arms wrapping around her waist, somewhere between perched and nestling as she thinks it through. "We have to convince him to leave Nick. I don't know if we could force him out. I'm not sure what it would take." She's trying to control her own voice, her own feelings.

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?"

[forthsofar]

"What, like bait?" Rosie asks, her mouth going a little dry at the idea. "That could work, but who would we..."

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?"

[signed_sabrina]

"It would have to be myself, or someone who's more powerful than Nick. Me because the devil is the biggest narcissist ever, and he considers me as part of him, or someone that could provide a bigger tactical advantage."

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."

[forthsofar]

"Well, it's absolutely not going to be you," Rosie says almost as soon as the words have left Sabrina's lips; a stubborn, hardheaded sort of reaction, but the truth. "I won't allow it." In her heart, she knows she couldn't stop it, no matter how hard she tried or wished or insisted. But she says it, and she means it, and once it's voiced she nods once, firmly, looking down at Sabrina's prone figure.

"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."