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Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 4:27 am**

"Okay," Murphy says cheerfully. She shakes her root beer. It seems to be empty.

"Drink?" Murphy asks.

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 4:58 am**

"Oh? More of that, or something stronger?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 4:59 am**

Murphy shakes her head. She speaks carefully, like she's forcing herself, "Do you want a drink?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 5:07 am**

"Oh! Ah, sure, then."

"This was... kind of easier when we didn't have to talk."

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 5:08 am**

"A little," Murphy admits. She does sound a little embarrassed.

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 5:10 am**

"No, no, it's okay. I'm not... I'm not making fun of you, aye?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 5:17 am**

Murphy shakes her head, "I know."

She fiddles awkwardly with the bottle. Why is talking with people so hard? She likes people.

Stupid brain.

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 5:30 am**

"I just get that you're not used to it."

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 5:34 am**

"Easier reading body language," Murphy says.

Posted: **Sat Jul 25, 2015 5:37 am**

"Aye, and people make a lot more sense when you're mind to mind."

Posted: **Sun Jul 26, 2015 1:49 am**

"Want to?" Murphy asks.

Posted: **Sun Jul 26, 2015 4:14 am**

"Well if it's... okay with you. I wouldn't impose, aye?"

Posted: **Sun Jul 26, 2015 4:18 am**

Murphy smiles, "Never imposing."

"Go ahead."

Posted: **Mon Jul 27, 2015 5:39 pm**

Sam gently makes contact.

"Now they'll just think we're weird for staring at each other and not saying anything," she smirks.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:09 am**

Me? Weird? Murphy smirks, heading to the bar to get drinks for both of them. Unthinkable.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:03 am**

"There's always the other side of weird: pleasantly mysterious."

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:30 am**

Like that. Murphy's thoughts feel warm and fuzzy. Despite minor embarrassments and occasionally feeling out of place, she's genuinely happy to be here.

Murphy returns with sodas for both of them.

Sorry. No ID.

She feels apologetic.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:32 am**

"No worries. That's why I was asking. I do have ID."

"Soda's nice, though."

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:37 am**

It is.

Even if it was a little too sweet. But frankly, most food served at XU was a bit too sweet for Murphy.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:39 am**

"First time you've had junk food?"

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:50 am**

Yes.

She had grown up on a sustainable, organic diet of fruits and vegetables they grew at the compound. Not to mention the meat from hunting.

Hippy, Murphy jokes.

There was a truth to it. As soon as Murphy said it, her memories of life at the compound crept around the edges of the word. It was a New Age sort of life before her parents died, full of a lot of crystals, meditation, and socialist-utopian ideals.

And pot. They smoked a lot of pot.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:57 am**

"Seems like it wasn't a bad place to grow up."

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 4:04 am**

It wasn't.

She had been happy there. Even with the weird prophecies, strange sermons from the sisters, and intense survival training. They were her family and she loved them all. Even if they left.

How'd you grow up?

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 4:16 am**

"I don't have anything to complain about, really. There was plenty of stuff to get into. There's a river we used to go to, and make fairy boats out of leaves to race between the bridges."

Her memories flash across the mental link as she recalls.

"Small town, though. Still a pump in the town square. Historic, aye? Started to long for Dublin more as I got older."

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 4:24 pm**

To be a city girl?

Murphy sympathized. She read a lot about big cities in books and when she was younger, she sort of wished she could see some of them.

You know. Before they were all destroyed in the coming apocalypse.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 5:38 pm**

"Just seemed like there was so much more happening there, aye?"

"It was before I got my powers."

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 5:40 pm**

And now?

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 5:54 pm**

"Crowds are harder now. I'm getting better, though."

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 6:35 pm**

Crowds are hard.

Murphy remembers getting her powers. Fighting off a bear. Experimenting with different animals. Going from a teenager slowly starving in the woods to a powerful predator.

She loves her powers. She's very proud of them. And she's also a little sad that Sam obviously doesn't have the same sort of enthusiasm.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 6:51 pm**

"Don't get me wrong. Things are getting easier."

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 7:01 pm**

Always does.

That's one thing Murphy understood. Things were hard at first, but they got easier. Whether it was learning to track a deer or dealing with your dead parents. It always gets easier.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 9:32 pm**

"So I still have a chance to be the conquering hero, aye?"

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 10:58 pm**

Always a possibility.

Posted: **Tue Jul 28, 2015 11:02 pm**

"Can always look to you for tips, assuming you don't decide to eat only cake now that you've experienced the wonders of civilization."

Posted: **Wed Jul 29, 2015 1:36 am**

Murphy snorts, Not a hero.

Posted: **Wed Jul 29, 2015 3:17 am**

"More together than me, at least."

Posted: **Wed Jul 29, 2015 8:38 am**

You're amazing.

And Murphy genuinely did think that. She didn't understand the specifics, but she knew that Sam had a tough time of things. She knew that it was hard for Sam to be around people and she admired the way Sam still seemed to be trying to reach out to others. Even when it was hard 'cause they had trouble talking,

Posted: **Wed Jul 29, 2015 6:55 pm**

"Well ah, thanks..."

Color comes to her cheeks.

"I'm not... fishing for compliments, honest."

Posted: **Wed Jul 29, 2015 8:26 pm**

Darts!

Murphy was apparently distracted by the sight of pub games.

Know how to play?

Posted: **Wed Jul 29, 2015 9:55 pm**

"What? Oh! I've played darts before, aye."

Xaviers!

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