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Post by Roma Bragg on Jul 7, 2016 4:54:38 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
"Well it's a good thing you didn't. Because it would have been a lie. You don't do what you did to someone you love." She could say the same to him, but it would be pointless. He had never claimed to love her. Falling for him at been her mistake, and she knew it. She wasn't going to hold the fact that he didn't love her over his head. That part she had made peace with. Maybe she had even made peace with the whole thing that now that she had learned about what really mattered. Which was her daughter. She didn't want to leave her alone in this world, and having a family meant she would never be. He could hate her, but he couldn't hate his daughter.
"I made my choice because I couldn't risk hurting or losing anyone else I cared about." "That makes no sense," she muttered under her breath, but didn't stop him from continuing. "You made your choice because you wanted to get back at me." She didn't defend that. She had done it, and that was why she'd done. Roma wasn't sorry she had even done, only that she was hurting him now. In hind sight, it had been better that no one knew. Everyone had heard about the officer guy who'd been arrested because he had helped Bellamy shot the chancellor. Had they known then then her daughter could have been a target. "What about me Roma?" She looked up at him from where she was sitting, and didn't look away. Could he really deny that he would have done anything different? "Octavia had no one." No, he couldn't. Point made.
"But you're wrong if you think I wouldn't have done anything for her or you." That made her angry, but she didn't yell at him. The old Roma would, this one was tired of fighting. "I would have done things a hell of a lot differently." No, he had just said he would still go because his sister had no one. Well she had someone now! A grounder! Her words were a bit snide, but still spoken in a calm tone. "You just said you'd have still gone, so apparently not anything." There was nothing else he could have done, she was on the Ark and he the ground. It's not like he was to blame for what happened up there!
Or down here. She sighed, "I don't want to fight about this. I apologize for hurting you, but what is done, is done. I know you hate me, but I've had a long time to settle with what I did." And not be compleatly sorry for it, but admitting that might move him to yelling. "You said you'd do anything for her. That is what I am asking you for now. Claim her. Eventually we are all going to die here. I watched my father get stabbed over and over. I watched my mother grow weak and too slow to keep moving. This is the worst Earth ever, and it's only a matter of time before it could be me. Then she'd have no one . . . but you."
"Think what you want about me, but I don't give a damn what your position is here." He had thrown that at her a few moments ago, and while it had been true she was over it. "She deserves to know her father. I owe you both that." But she didn't owe him much more. He had played a part in this too. "Are you going to claim her?" She wouldn't force this on him, and she knew that his family loyalty would make him do it--but if she was wrong. If he had changed and said no, then she wasn't sure what the plan B was.
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Post by Roma Bragg on Jun 8, 2016 23:51:07 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
She could tell by his words that he was hurt and struggling. He spoke of her anger being more important then his right to know, and she almost wanted to raise her eye brows, because he should have known the answer. She was a very self centered person. Still was in some ways. She didn't think beyond not telling him. She had only felt better because he would hurt the way she was hurting. She had went to him, wanted to give up her dreams of getting a good life--or at least put them on hold and give them a try. She had I love you on her lips, and he had used her and then while she was still naked and covered in his sweat had been kicked out and dumped---the anger had lasted a while. Then each time her father demanded to know who the father was, she had only gotten more bitter at him. More angry. Every time the baby cried, she had gotten angry at him again.
It had not been until she felt the fear of loosing her daughter that Roma had started to think about her actions. It wasn't til the ground that she really started changing who she was. Which was why she said nothing at his first few statements, and only reacted to his last two. She was only his daughter when it was convenient. Mostly true. A large part of why she was telling him was because she needed to know Acelynn had someone else. Still, there was apart of her trying to do the right thing. One was a lot larger then the other but they were both there.
His next words hurt. They both knew why she had gone too him in the first place, but she had stayed for him. Bellamy hadn't said it in anger, but she wondered if he was trying to her back. Roma looked down at her daughter and bounced her slightly; making she any anger was left out of her tone so not to upset the baby. "Bellamy I was going to tell you I loved you." She said, joining him in the not looking at him now, and instead just looking into her daughter's face. "I was there for you, knowing that you'd never reach the ranks I wanted. I would have stayed . . . you made your choice, and I made mine." Roma looked back up at him, "Would you have stayed?" Roma wasn't about to hand him their daughter now, so she stepped back and sat on the bed. "I could have told you and we've have hated each other. I because I knew you didn't want me, and you because I trapped you into it. I didn't do it because of that reason, but I've had six months to think about how things could have been different. Telling you really wouldn't have changed things for me. I'd still have been on farm station in the crash. I'd still have been in a snow covered hell . . . and you. When you found out that your sister was going to Earth, would you have stayed?" She had often wondered, but never thought to ask him out loud. Mostly because she was afraid of the answer. Roma looked back at her daughter, and brushed her hair back, while Acelynn played with Roma's fingers.
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Post by Roma Bragg on Jun 8, 2016 22:27:08 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
He didn't look at her, and longer he didn't the more unsure Roma was about what she should be doing in this moment. Old Roma would have started talking, and talking fast to fill the silence, but talking wasn't something allowed when you were hunted at every turn. A habit broken by fear. When he finally spoke, asking if she would have ever told him, Roma closed her eyes for a moment, absorbing that before looking at him. In honesty, she didn't know the answer. Especially when she wasn't sure of his mood. If he'd been angry, she could have been angry back--but she wasn't sure what this was. "If everyone was still on the Ark . . . I am sure I would have." But her voice wasn't compleatly sure. "A child isn't a secret you can keep forever." She said before her mind caught up to what she said. Shit! She forgot he had kept it for 16 years. "What I mean is . . . had you been a guard and out and about . . . " She wasn't making since. He had been a janitor and not in their normal social circles so he hadn't heard from a co-friend about her.
She sighed at her in ably to explain herself, despite time to practice. Folding her arms protectively over her, she tried again. This time her voice held her regret, and she did regret hurting him. Just not, not telling him. He had shot THE most important man on the Ark! If it was known that Acelynn was his daughter then THAT would have reflected badly on her. She was, thankfully, smart enough not to voice that in this moment. "I was so angry at you. I was sixteen, Bellamy, and I didn't know how to handle that anger. I am sorry that I hurt you." But not enough to change her choice. She couldn't even say 'I never wanted to hurt you' because she knew she had just admitted she did it to hurt him. "Then later, I was a suck ass mom. I didn't want to be a mother, and I avoided it. Admitting to you that I had her, would have made me face it." Roma walked over to pick up her daughter, in part so she could bring her closer to him, and in part so he had to look at her. "But I am making sure that I never am avoiding it again. I want to be there for my daughter . . . and if I can't . . . I wanted to make sure she had someone else who would look after her."
Roma walked closer to him, stopping not far from him. "Do you want to hold your daughter, Bellamy?" Roma asked, because she needed him to be doing something. She hated this still unsure she felt. If he was yelling or holding her daughter then she had something to try and read . . . and of course because it was his daughter and he should get too.
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Post by Roma Bragg on Jun 8, 2016 21:49:27 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
He had touched her hair, and Roma felt a bit of her old vein self coming up. She liked that he approved, and it had been so long since anyone had told her she looked pretty. She wished she could linger outside the door forever and just pretend for a moment---but at the same time, nothing could make her leave her daughter. Nothing could make her change her mind. His touch was only a wish that she knew couldn't be. So when the crash made him drop his hand, and he told her that he was happy for her; Roma could give him an honest answer. "I'm happy to be her mother too." She said, but wasn't sure happy was often how she felt. Roma loved her daughter, but it had taken her months to act like it. It had taken fear of loosing her to shake Roma out of her self-conteredness. Which was why she felt guilty, and felt she owed Acelynn more then she could give her. "Her name is Acelynn Bragg," Roma told him, because she knew the last night thing might come up later. Eventually. Once the shock wore off. "Come in. I asked you here because I wanted you to meet her."
Pushing the door open she gestured for him to come in, and shut the door behind him. It was then she felt as if she might be sick, but could only watch his face as he looked at his daughter for the first time. There would be no or little question about who the baby belonged too. Acelynn was standing with her back to them, pulling on the sheets, but that Blake hair fell over her back. Thick and large curls twisted down over the small body. At the sound of the door shutting, the child turned to look. Seeing the two adults she smiled and bounced in place, while making babbling sounds.
She had her father's nose, but Roma's shape of her face--the eyes were a Blake trait too. Roma didn't know what to say, and only watched Bellamy's face, while her own held a slight tell to it. Uncertainty? Alight guilt? She hadn't wanted to hurt him--no, that was a lie. She'd aimed to hurt him, but she didn't want that now. Her heart was pounding as she waited for some sign from him. Something to tell her if he knew what she wanted to talk to him about yet. With as much as Acelynn looked like her father, it wouldn't be a hard guess for anyone to make. Not when they were side by side. Maybe back on the Ark, and in the north where no one was thinking about her past or what Bellamy Blake look like---but here it would be easy to see. Roma's hands twisted the fabric of her pants while she waited tensely for his reaction.
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Post by Roma Bragg on Jun 8, 2016 21:14:44 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
Roma didn't watch him walk away. She had made sure she was the first one to do it, because she knew that she could well end up seeing him do it again. Not knowing how much he had changed, she had no idea how he would react. Still, her course was set. She owed it to her daughter to make sure that she did everything her in power to help her. Roma was sitting on the bed, with her daughter in her lap, while the mother brushed out her daughter's hair with her fingers. How just a few months had changed everything. Well, for Roma the change had started in an instant. She had been a bad mother. There was once a time when Acelynn had cried, and Roma had just sat in her own bed with her hands over her ears and cried too. Not wanting anything to do with her baby, Roma's mother had to step in.
Then farm station lost power one day. Roma had felt fear for someone else for the first time. Which would only grow when the whole Ark lost everything, and more so when they crashed--and it would triple with each day on the ground. Roma softly hummed a song her mother had once sang to her. Roma's parents had died on the ground, fallen to the grounders. She missed them. More then she had expected them too.
At the knock on her door, she froze for a moment, her hand suspended int he air. Her gut twisted and she felt something akin to panic set in. She could not answer, but that would only make it worse later. It took her a few moments to move, and another few to take enough deep breaths to calm her heart. Sitting her daughter on the floor, Roma walked to the door, and opened it just enough for her to stand in the the door way--thus blocking the sight of inside the room. Her face shifted at the sight of him all cleaned up, and for a moment she forgot what she was about to tell him. He had looked good, and safe and whole before--but cleaned up and dressed in the clothes of an Arker he looked . . . .
Her eyes fell over his shoulders and took in the size of him. He'd grown there. More muscle. "Hi," She whispered, her eyes going back up to his face. His skin had even changed, for she could see light freckles over his noise. She wanted to kiss them, but romantically he had called it off months ago. Blinking again, Roma smile up at him, this one being slightly bigger, and just a hint of the old Roma in her. "I've hated everything about Earth since I got here, but . . . can't deny you wear it well." She teased, and a slight crashing sound came. Roma pulled her face back into the room to look, and she noticed that Acelynn had used the bed to pull herself up to a stand, and a cup had fallen over. Looking back at Bellamy she deiced to give him a warning before letting him in. "I should probably tell you that I . . . that I have a daughter now." She said, watching his face for any sigh of . . . well anything. "I'm a mother."
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Post by Roma Bragg on Jun 4, 2016 15:04:38 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
He agreed, and Roma couldn't place the emotion she felt. She knew what was coming, and while she didn't regret her choices, she didn't want to hurt him, yet she knew it was unavoidable. That this soft moment was one one between the hurting. The last time they talked, he had hurt her and the next time it would be her turn.
He offered to do it now, and she shook her head slowly. Bellamy and Acelynn's first meeting shouldn't be when her father is covered in blood. Especially his own. Roma had fought hard to make sure Acelynn saw as little of the world as possible. Maybe that was over protective, but after what she had done to her own daughter . . . she owed her some over protection. Roma had been a bad mother at first, and she was going to spend very moment trying to make up for that. "No, it's fine. You should get cleaned up and find some food and do what you need to do." She knew he had some importance around here. She could hear it in how people had spoken of him, though she wasn't sure his rank or position.
Because she knew things would be different soon, and because she couldn't stop herself--she was so glad to see him alive and looking as he did--Roma moved in once more, and placed a kiss on a clean part of his cheek before turning to start walking back. She hesitated before turning back, "Bellamy," She called back, knowing there was more more then might want to say. "I'm glad your sister is ok, too." She had see the girl, and wasn't sure what to make of that, but she was glad she was alive. That was what he had done all this for. Shot a man, came to Earth illegally. The girl was luck, to have someone who would do so much for her. "I'll see you soon." She promised, and after looking over him once more, mostly because she couldn't stop herself, Roma turned and walked back to her room.
This would be harder then planned, but she would see it done.
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Post by Roma Bragg on Jun 4, 2016 2:29:20 GMT
Though the CW has talked about how they wanted a strong winter line up, and normally that is what they use the 100 for! LAME! and I hope they change their minds! ANOTHER rumor is that they are shifting filming locations (which could mean they are looking for a changed landscape (a dying one?) because of the new plot, or a setting more reflective of winter coming!) There is NO confirmation beyond a deleted tweet for that though!
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Post by Roma Bragg on Jun 4, 2016 0:22:20 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
Roma stood there and waited for him to see her. Apart of her was pleased to see him react this way. She had always loved to be the center of attention, and back int he day it was his attention she had most wanted to be the center of. She had thought that she was as close as one could get until she found out about his sister and realized that she'd not been anywhere near the center of his world. She'd just been . . . . Roma wasn't sure how he had saw them. She just knew it wasn't the same way she had saw them. The way he said her name, made a faint smile tilt her lips up; though it became forced when he asked how'd she been.
They were all in hell, and she was just doing whatever it took to not die here. To make sure Acelynn didn't surfer. She owed her that, after how she'd treated her before. "It's good to see you, Roma. Really damn good." That made her smile turn real again, and bittersweet. Once that was the best thing she could have ever heard--even now she felt good hearing it. "You too," She returned, "You look good." It wasn't said like a teenager hitting on him anymore, but as an adult glad to see he wasn't missing limbs or a head. He was covered in blood but she was used to that. "I mean . . . You've looked better, but still good." She teased. And he did look good. He had always looked good but he looked different. Roma had called him a man before, but damn! Now he looked more like one then ever before. The older Roma wanted to jump him, while the Earth-Roma had trouble dropping her guard long enough to get naked.
Pushing off the door frame that she was leaning on, Roma closed the distance between them to give him a tight but short hug. He felt good. Strong and sturdy, and warm. Alive. Pulling back she glanced down at his leg once more before speaking. "I know your in pain, so I wont keep you standing here, but can we talk later today?" She was hoping that after he got cleaned up that he could come to her room. She had to tell him before anyone else told him. She owed him that. Roma wasn't regretting what she'd done on the Ark, and in hindsight she was a bit glad things worked out that way, but while this had started as a way to hurt him, she didn't want it to do that any more. There wasn't a way to not hurt him, but she could at least make sure she had control of how he found out. "I was given a room here, and maybe you could come by there? Anytime today. There are something that I never thought I would get a chance to say, and . . . . . I feel like I should say it sooner, rather then later." Like congratulations you're a father.
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Post by Roma Bragg on Jun 2, 2016 1:08:07 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
The news came quickly of the returning group that had gone looking for Clarke. Roma had been at Arkadia for a few days now, but she could tell that everyone spoke highly of certain members of their people--Bellamy being one of them. There were not enough rooms right now, but she had been given one since she wasn't alone. Looking back at the sleeping form, Roma turned and left the room. She walked down the halls slowly both braced for what she had to do, and not braced at all. On the Ark she had made her choice, one she had come to regret, but she would own up to her mistake. Roma had grown up a lot since she had come to Earth--that didn't mean to say she wasn't anything like her old self. She was still self centered, and still had a temper that was slightly over the top--but she had also learned to take care of herself, and of another.
Roma walked tot he medical bay, and paused at the door. She could see him on the other side of the room. She paused at the sight of him, and took the time to watch him while he didn't see her. She had been in love with him once. Something like that didn't just go away. Even when she was bitter and angry, it was still there. She looked at the size of his arms, bigger then before. The life here on the ground had him working physically. His hair longer and unruly, as before it had been more tamed and slicked back. She was used to seeing her people with blood on them, but he had been such a big part of her Ark life that seeing him this way was like seeing her past in a painful light. Her parents were dead. All her reminders of the Ark life where gone. Now there was only Acelynn . . . and Bellamy. Roma wasn't sure what she expected, but she knew she couldn't hide this forever.
He had apparently been here for a while, so perhaps he was being let go. She didn't go further, and instead just watched him. He looked different. Then again, so did she. On the Ark she had valued her long hair, and good looks. Her clothing had to be perfect and girly, and everything on her was meant to highlight herself. Now her locks were cut short, just barley touching her shoulder; no longer gleaming from constant brushing and washing. Her clothes were over worn, with stains and holes from wear or injuries on them. Roma waited until he saw her before her lips tilted up in a soft almost smile. The last time they had saw each other, he had been kicking her out of his bed. She'd been angry, and let it turn to bitterness. That had been well over a year ago. "Bellamy," she said his name in a greeting, still half leaning on the door jam. After a moment her eyes looked down at his leg, before she looked back at his face. "Are you ok?" Where they letting him go, or was he escaping?
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Post by Roma Bragg on May 30, 2016 23:44:21 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
When it came to fight or flight, Roma was a runner. The large grounder grabbed her and pulled her up; but the most shocking part was him speaking English. She had never heard them speak before, so she wasn't sure why that was surprising, but it was. She flailed her arms while trying pointlessly to break free form his hold but nothing hit strong enough to get her free. If she managed to get free, she could run again! Maybe not out run him, but still run.
Why did they want her? She had no idea! They'd been hunting them since she got here! "I don't know!" She bit out at him, her arms growing still when Roma figured out that she couldn't get free. "You've always hunted us! We don't know why!" That angered her! Stupid grounders! Stupid Earth! Stupid dress! THIS WAS NOT WORTH THE DRESS! She tried jerking out of his grip again, but nothing gave. "What do you want?!" She demanded, afraid but if she was going to die she wanted to know WHY DAMN IT!
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Post by Roma Bragg on May 30, 2016 2:43:32 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
It didn't take long for Roma to be pushed over the edge. Her hands moved to only be able to hold on to him, as everything tightened to a pin prick sharpness, and her body trembled under his thrusting. Her head fell back, and she tried to breathe, until it finally broke. Her vision blurred, and her body turned to jelly, and she could finally breathe in a deep breathe of air that felt cool in her heated body. Her skin felt sensitive everywhere, but even more so where he had worked over. Between her legs where he still was, on her neck where he had bit.
Roma couldn't even tell if he had found his own climax for a moment because it felt like she was floating a few inches before the world started coming back down to her. Her hands slowly loosened from his shoulders, and she feel back on the table, while her chest moved in exaggerated moments from her gasping for breath. Her skin felt hot everywhere, and the places they touched burned even more so! She let out a breathy laugh from the feeling, and reached for him to savor this moment. Wow! She wanted to feel like this every day! It was so much better then making out, or touching herself! It was . . . Yeah! It was really good!
She didn't understand why Octavia wasn't tapping this nightly, but her loss was Roma's gain! Roma was going to have to cover for Octavia all the time if it meant she could do this more often! Hot guard guardian was totes worth the effort! She was going to make him do it again and again!
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Post by Roma Bragg on May 30, 2016 2:30:49 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
He left the bed, and stood up to dress. Roma felt an uneasy feeling start in her gut. It let a bitter taste in her mouth. She had never been dumped before, and a dark part of her mind was starting to catch on. No! He was just trying to deal with a lot! He had lot his family today and she was going to forgive his bad judgment of not phrasing his request to spend TONIGHT alone. Then he added on more and held out her clothes to her. Roma sat up, wrapping the sheet around her while staring at him in shock . . . that was slowly turning to anger.
"Bellamy," She used his name as a warning. So far in their non-relationship she had not gotten angry directly at him. Not 'Roma angry'. Not kicking and screaming angry. If he was about to dump her, he was going to get angry! "You should explain yourself, because it sounds like you kicking me out of your bed, and sending me on my way because you're done?" He couldn't do this any more? Oh like it had been bad for him! She was easily in his top five! If not the best he had so far, so he wasn't doing this because he was bored! She wasn't going to be used like some bandaid and pushed aside! She had fallen for him, and he had done that, and he would damn well face the music because she wasn't going out silently!
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Post by Roma Bragg on May 30, 2016 2:18:51 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
Roma took another moment to admire her clothing in the mirror before turning to drop it on the bench. He had done a number on it in the gym, but she was feeling too well pleased to be angry over it just yet--besides, here they offered her lots of clothes! They loved them and welcomed them here! Bellamy spoke up and she turned to look at him. "I don't think I remember." She teased, walking toward him naked. "If you are already thinking, then clearly I didn't do as good as i had thought."
If she had remembered then she might have remembered that she was angry at him. That he was ruining things for her here. That she had been going to make him stop. Instead, she stood between his knees, and ran her finger through his hair, pulling it back so she could look into his face before leaning down to kiss him. "Stop thinking," She playfully demanded, wanting to be the center of his attention right now, "It's a bit insulting when I am standing here like this." And Roma Bragg did not like being insulted. She reached for his clothes and started helping him undress. Yes! He needed a shower, and she wanted to wast her hair--and his hair! Win-win!
Then again, maybe she did remember a little bit of what she wanted from him--because as long as he was in here, he wasn't out there.
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Post by Roma Bragg on May 30, 2016 1:54:39 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
He was talking to her calm like, and Roma felt her emotions gather up. She never cried. She wasn't the sort to cry very often, but she felt them now. "--but the more time that passes, the more I can't ignore what my gut is telling me." He moved to take her hand, and she felt the wetness on on her cheeks! This was the worst thing that happened to her since getting sent down here! AND that was saying a lot! Worst Earth Ever! "Is there anything you want to tell me? Or, anything you think might be happening?" He knew. She knew he knew. He had to know that she knew he knew!
She looked down and used her free hand to try to clear off her face. "I'm pregnant." She whispered, not looking at him. She knew what would come next. He would want the baby, and she wouldn't. She had seen enough death that she didn't want to add too it, but she didn't want to be a mother. This would ruin everything! She either had to give him up, or ruin a perfectly good kid by trying something she knew she'd suck at. She couldn't look at him right now, because it would hurt. Stupid baby! Stupid girl parts! Stupid Bellamy for making her feel this way! She wanted to be happy and the center of attention and pampered! She didn't want THIS! Babies ruined everything!
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Post by Roma Bragg on May 30, 2016 1:35:15 GMT
How cute. Earth Skills. As if I will ever need to know any of that. We aren't going to Earth for another hundred years, so me learning some pointless tricks on how to make fire is only wasting my time, and I have more important people to do. Roma
Roma waited, glaring at him the whole time. "She's my sister." What? Her eyes went wide, and round. Her mouth fell open slightly as she just stared at him in shock. What? "I need you to mean that," He moved closer, and she stumbled back, her hands grasping at nothing while she tried to hold her balance. NO! He was making shit up! He was . . . WHO LIED ABOUT THIS?? You got killed for this sort of stuff!! She wanted to demand he stop talking but he looked SO serious and SO worried!
Clearly this wasn't going to work! She wanted to move up in the world, not get floated because someone's mother couldn't stop popping them out!
"That you won't tell anyone. Because . . . I can't lose her, Roma." No! This wasn't fair! She had done her part! She had followed the rules until now--mostly! Ok she had broken a few smaller ones, but THIS WASN'T SMALL! This was a person!
Roma felt her breathing escalate as panic set in! He had a sister, and she had seen it and she was going to get arrested and end up someone's sky box bitch! "I thought you were sleeping around!" She shouted at him in panic, not bothering to keep her voice down! Her hands shook and she looked around trying to find some answer out of the middle of the air! "WHY DO---" She paused to breathe a few times before her voice lowered to a whisper. As if afraid even that would get her caught. "Why the hell do you have a sister?! They are illegal!" This was bad! So bad! Her hands ran threw her hair, and she sucked in deep breaths. He was her ticket out of this life, and instead--he was going to get her killed! "Do you know what they will do to me if they found out I know?!" Roma was self centered, and she was fine with that, but in a rare moment she also thought of someone else. "Do you know what they will do to you?!" Maybe that was telling of how deep into this she already was, if she was thinking of him too.
Clearly he had to get rid of her!
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