thatlibbychick: (injured - awake)
[Judas transferred some of his blood into Libby while it still contained healing nanomites. They were weaker for her, and self-terminated only a few hours later, but slightly accelerated her recovery to the point where she's regaining consciousness today. She can be heard groaning, and then her breath catches in her throat. She's touched her face and found the gouges to still be there--healing slowly, but there.]

I...

[She makes a pained noise. Yep, she just prodded at her stomach LIKE A BOSS. Smart.]

I didn't die. Why...?
thatlibbychick: (AU - you came back)
[OOC: Screened away from Jack Shephard and Desmond, out of courtesy to their players! Unless they want them to see it, in which case, go for it!]

Hey. HEY. Everyone.

[She pauses. She's completely blitzed.]

Okay. Now, our resident worst shrink ever--and that's CRANE, not me, don't even start! Anyway. He's saying the Barge is inescacabab...inescapable. That we can't go home. And he is a LIAR. Look. Lookit this guy right here.

[She holds a picture of Hurley up to the screen. Her hands aren't exactly steady.]

D'you see him? Well, I went home. To this...this GORGEOUS man. And do you know what we did?

WE MADE LOVE. And it was BEAUTIFUL!

[She sounds like she's about to cry. Happy tears, though, because she's wearing the SAPPIEST SMILE EVER.]

So don't you tell me that wasn't real. Because I will cherish those memories until I go back to him and we do MORE wonderful lovemaking. And that's what it is: MAKING. LOVE.

[And she feels the need to clarify, even though her point is already pretty clear:]

...because we LOVE each other.
thatlibbychick: (AU - not wrong...just off)
I hate to do this so soon...I hadn't planned for this to happen yet, but the truth is simply that I can't bear to wait anymore.

I'm going back to my world--at least, I think that's where I'm headed. I don't know why, or how, but something is telling me that there's someplace I could have been all this time, and I've just been too stubborn to accept it. I think that someone might be waiting on me. I don't know if that means I'm getting a second chance at life, or...well, whatever else it could possibly signify. I'm sure of very little right now, except the near-certainty that I'll be seeing Hugo again. That's why I can't wait around anymore.

I don't know how long I'll be there, and how long that will equate to here. Despite this, I can promise you that I will be back. I've made connections here that I'd never want to lose, and I promised a few people I'd stay on for awhile longer.

All of my close friends--you know who you are--and maybe a few others will receive letters from me, if I can find a way to send them.

Ruby, I'll help you more when I return. I'm so sorry, but I stalled this for as long as I could.

I'll be gone by morning. Until then, I'm here to talk. I don't want to leave without saying goodbye.
thatlibbychick: (OMGWTFRUN!)
[Filtered to: everyone who was there for the Dalek Takeover, MINUS the Master, PLUS Martha]

He's back, he's back and I thought we'd gotten rid of him whydidtheAdmiralWHY IS HE BACK?!

He's going to remember me, he's going to remember the deal we almost made and that I didn't follow through...

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