Date: 2018-01-07 05:21 am (UTC)
januaryember: (holding hands)
From: [personal profile] januaryember
[Wow, it's like everyone thinks Beverly just really freaking sucks in the future.

Wait till they all find out about where Ben plays into it.]


Okay- thanks for telling me, Eddie. [She nods, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. Her red hair was getting shaggy as it grew out of it's pixie cut.

She holds out her hand to him, hardly flinching when he ran over her palm- she'd learned to take most of her licks silently. He's good with a blade, she can't help but notice. Maybe he'll grow up and be a doctor. He'd make a damn good one.

She moves to take his hand, only to pause as she figures out which way to put what arm. Honestly, it's a bit silly, the dance, before their arms and hands settle at last.

Beverly listens carefullly to every word Eddie says, committing it to memory. When it's her turn, she nods, and squeezes his hands.]
We leave no Loser behind. We stick together. We're a family. We're gonna prevent all those futures you saw. We're not gonna let any of us die. I promise.

[There's magic in the promise, in the way they hold hands. Personal magic, or something shiner like the magic they'd found here on the station. It didn't matter. What mattered was she could feel it.

But man, they've got to stop making blood oaths.]
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