[If Claire had any idea she was being compared to Jessica, or even somewhat resembled her in Sam's mind eye she would have found it both immensely uncomfortable and also pretty damn flattering. From what he's heard, she was the paragon of all romances, and in talks about the whole 'hunter life,' she's also heard a few things about those scenarios not lasting very long.
Unfortunately for her, she didn't get to escape or go on some fling with a gentleman or lady that had completely stolen her heart. Her heart had been buried down deep and under lock and key since shew as fourteen. Love didn't exist in the world she had made for herself. It sure as hell didn't exist now, more than ever she was convinced flying solo was the way to go.
At first, the intrusion only gets a snide snort in response. She's halfway through picking the lock to the place, and the door's about to give. It's only when she turns to tell him to step out of her light and stop casting a huge ass shadow over her field of vision that she realizes who she's ignoring. It looks like Sam. The hair's shorter by like four inches and his face isn't as worn from the years but the clothes are right and so is the body language. Her lockpick set drops to the ground with a clang, and an audible couple of swearwords from her as she goes to scoop it up, in a fluster.]
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Unfortunately for her, she didn't get to escape or go on some fling with a gentleman or lady that had completely stolen her heart. Her heart had been buried down deep and under lock and key since shew as fourteen. Love didn't exist in the world she had made for herself. It sure as hell didn't exist now, more than ever she was convinced flying solo was the way to go.
At first, the intrusion only gets a snide snort in response. She's halfway through picking the lock to the place, and the door's about to give. It's only when she turns to tell him to step out of her light and stop casting a huge ass shadow over her field of vision that she realizes who she's ignoring. It looks like Sam. The hair's shorter by like four inches and his face isn't as worn from the years but the clothes are right and so is the body language. Her lockpick set drops to the ground with a clang, and an audible couple of swearwords from her as she goes to scoop it up, in a fluster.]
Sam???