[CL] Flailing!Ruby
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likely_evil and jstliketherifle referenced with permission. Set in War Cry.]
She was running.
She’d been running, ever since Sam died. Running from everyone and everything, because she had a feeling that no one would understand. No one would think that maybe, there were some people she just couldn’t save. Or that she was too scared to sacrifice herself for someone else who was just going to die anyway.
So she was running.
She had tried to save Sam, really, she had. She had done her best to try and get to him, get away from him, do anything to get him where he wouldn’t be in danger. But she failed. She failed big time, and right now all she could do was hope not to run into Dean again, because she knew the second she did, she’d really be dead, and then nothing would get done.
He probably thought she was dead. She had ditched her body only minutes before Sam died, and now she was wearing someone else. Someone who wasn’t dead like the coma girl she’d been wearing before, and she could hear the quiet whimpering and whining of the body she was wearing, but she pushed it back, swallowing the fear and pain and just kept running. That, and that alone was going to be the thing that kept her alive. After all, she couldn’t hide from angels.
And that was what scared her more than most.
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likely_evil and jstliketherifle referenced with permission. Set in War Cry.]She was running.
She’d been running, ever since Sam died. Running from everyone and everything, because she had a feeling that no one would understand. No one would think that maybe, there were some people she just couldn’t save. Or that she was too scared to sacrifice herself for someone else who was just going to die anyway.
So she was running.
She had tried to save Sam, really, she had. She had done her best to try and get to him, get away from him, do anything to get him where he wouldn’t be in danger. But she failed. She failed big time, and right now all she could do was hope not to run into Dean again, because she knew the second she did, she’d really be dead, and then nothing would get done.
He probably thought she was dead. She had ditched her body only minutes before Sam died, and now she was wearing someone else. Someone who wasn’t dead like the coma girl she’d been wearing before, and she could hear the quiet whimpering and whining of the body she was wearing, but she pushed it back, swallowing the fear and pain and just kept running. That, and that alone was going to be the thing that kept her alive. After all, she couldn’t hide from angels.
And that was what scared her more than most.
230 words
