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Libby Widmore ([personal profile] thatlibbychick) wrote2010-12-27 10:28 pm

094 // public and private announcements

As of Christmas eve, Neil McCormick is no longer a resident of the Barge. He didn't graduate, but as far as I'm aware, he's okay. He's just...not here anymore. I believe he's returned home.

I'm sorry I couldn't give him the help he needed, but at heart, he's truly a good young man. I'm sure that wherever he is, things will work out for him. I believe he may have returned home in order to work out whatever he couldn't here.

I think...it may be time for a change.

[Individually private to: Martha, Morgan, Billy, West, Angelica, Paddy, etc. If you think your pup is a good friend of Libby's, they're on this filter. Also Drusilla, even though she's Dru 2.0]

I'd like to speak with you, as soon as possible. Please.
toldastory: (donna hug)

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[personal profile] toldastory 2010-12-28 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
When will you be going?

[Her voice is soft and sad sounding.]

We should do something fun before you go. I feel like there's so much I should tell ya and so little time to do it.

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[identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com 2010-12-28 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
In a few days, I think. [Emphasis on the 'think'. She's not confident that the Barge will adequately respond to her intentions. She's actually a little nervous that she'll disappear in her sleep and wake up home.]

Like what?
toldastory: (eye)

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[personal profile] toldastory 2010-12-28 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Martha knew that 'think' bit. She swallowed for a moment and then nodded.]

Well, I'm... dating Severus, for starters.

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[identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com 2010-12-28 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Libby smiles a little.]

Would you like me to say I'm surprised?
toldastory: (Fingers on lips)

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[personal profile] toldastory 2010-12-28 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Martha blinked at that.]

Are ya not?

[There was a little perplexed grin... she hadn't expected that.]

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[identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com 2010-12-28 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
Not entirely. I'm surprised that you are right now...but not that you probably would have started seeing him at some point.

[Martha had confided in her about Severus and related relationship troubles back when she was seeing the Doctor. She'd picked up on a few things since then--vibes, but no evidence. She's just surprised it's already happening.]
toldastory: (donna hug)

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[personal profile] toldastory 2010-12-28 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. So far the reaction's been 'Are you serious?' so I guess I'm a bit surprised. I've kinda been a little in love with him for a very long time, really. It was just... unexpected that it came out.

[She grinned to her friend and hugged her again, because she couldn't believe that she was going, finally, after all this time.]

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[identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com 2010-12-28 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
Everyone deserves to be loved. You just see in him what others can't, that's all.

[She hugs Martha back. She'd never ask "are you serious" in that way, because she'd been on the receiving end of comments like that time and again and knew how incredibly insulting it was, not only to Hugo but to her.]
toldastory: (blue)

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[personal profile] toldastory 2010-12-28 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you, Libby.

[She just held onto her friend and sniffled a bit. While she was truly ecstatic for Libby, she was still feeling the sting of losing someone whom she'd been so close with for so long.]

I vote we get drunk.

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[identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com 2010-12-29 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Libby giggled at that, through the tears that seemed ever-present.] That sounds like a wonderful idea. We never really got to go drinking together, you know; disaster kept cropping up whenever we set a date. Let's make up for that right now.
toldastory: (blue)

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[personal profile] toldastory 2010-12-29 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
We definitely should. And thanks to Christmas we've got enough liquor to do it.

[Martha chuckled softly; there was enough booze for everyone to be drunk for a month.]