Prisonborn
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Thread Topic: Prisonborn
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Hmmm, I'm not sure. I feel like Christmas isn't that, you know, STRONG so he wouldn't be able to keep them from taking her if he tried if they just kinda showed up))
Christmas smiled warmly at her when the phone rang, making him jump. He hadn't been focused on anything else and the sound of his phone practically rattling in its receiver was alarming. "Sorry, I should probably get that," he said, sitting up with a reluctant sigh. -
Sophia jumped too. She didn't know what the ringing was. She watched him pick up the small black box and hold it to his ear.
"Have I reached Christmas Evans?" the professional yet leering voice on the other end asked. -
Christmas twitched a little, recognizing the voice. The same, steely voice that had rejected his request to see his mother or to find his sister. "This is Chris Evans, yes," he said, leaving out his full name. "How can I help you?"
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"A girl was sent to you," the man said. "A prisonborn. She was part of a test. We will come to take her later. We have...changed our minds about this test."
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Christmas looked like he'd just been slapped, blinking like a deer caught under headlights. "But-but why? She's been very successful here and she'd make a good citizen, I swear!"
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"That does not alter our decision," the man said. "We will come for the girl in an hour." Then he hung up.
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Christmas shut his eyes closed for a moment, his instincts combatting with his logic. He set the phone in its receiver and pushed his hair back, looking distressed.
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"What's wrong?" Sophia asked in worry
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"They want you back," Christmas said honestly, looking at her with a pained expression. "They'll be here by 8."
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Even though Christmas hadn't said who 'they' was, Sophia knew instantly. She shook her head, her eyes filled with fear.
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"I made a promise to you, Sophia," Christmas said. "I won't let them take you away."
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(What promise?)
"But they'll come," Sophia whispered. "They're brutal, they'll hurt you too." The last thing she wanted was for Christmas to get hurt. -
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He promised her that he wouldn't let 'em take her away))
Christmas leaned against a wall, looking stressed and exhausted. "I know," he said softly. -
(When did he do that?!)
Sophia brought her legs up on the chair's seat and wrapped her arms around her shins and set her forehead on her knees. "What are we going to do?" she asked quietly.
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