Sasha James (RP ACCOUNT)

// you’re so good don’t worry! I’ll get a small starter written up asap!

“I’d . . . I’d really appreciate that, Melanie. Two is better than one, right?”

Sasha was certain Elias would try and continue to hide things from them. She wanted to push him for answers. To beg him to tell them anything. Any answer.

Any little detail at all.

She had to find an answer.

+ things. We have to try and get things out of him. If he’s the only way we get answers, I’m going to keep asking him questions.”

“Not before he gives us answers.”

Sasha didn’t trust Elias. She hadn’t trusted him since he revealed that he’d known about Tim.

But it wasn’t about trusting him at this moment. Elias had answers. Elias knew things they couldn’t even begin to understand.

“I don’t trust him. But Elias knows +

+ But it hurt to acknowledge that she had fallen for the trickery.

“Jon used to complain about him . . . I don’t . . . Why didn’t Elias say anything? I can’t understand that, I . . . We could’ve done something sooner if he’d just told us.”

Every detail Melanie gave her had Sasha wracking her brain more as each moment passed.

How had they not noticed the little details? The differences. The things that thing did that Tim never would have.

Rationally, The Stranger had the power to deceive them.
+

+ She could remember that now.

“He never was one for smart casual.”

+ Had to cling to the memories that were forever out of reach.

“. . . Blue. His eyes were blue. I think.”

Cloudy, on a day just before the rain fell. Smoky and yet so warm. One of the few things she could remember.

That thing didn’t have blue eyes. +

Sasha jotted down every detail, almost frantically scribbling down everything she could. Any detail that could fix a crack.

Anything that could mend the fractures, clear the fog, help her to remember him. Anything to bring Tim back.

She had to find a way. +

“He was . . .”

Sasha trailed off, brows furrowing. Tim could have been someone important. In a world where that one night stand had become something more.

In a world where she hadn’t been as concerned about what other people thought.

“I can’t even remember how he looked . . . Maybe start there?”

+ She had to try.

“You just . . . As far as we know, you’re the first person who knew that that /thing/ wasn’t Tim. I just . . . It’s not a statement. It’s not something you have to answer. I just . . . I wanted to ask what you know. What you remember about Tim. Our Tim.”

“It’s not for this place. I wouldn’t ask that of you.”

Sasha couldn’t care less what would help the institute at this point. Not after what had happened to Tim.

Not after everyone who had died.

She couldn’t care less what Elias wanted. She just needed answers. To make sense of this.
+

+ Not if there was a chance.

Even though she knew there wasn’t one.

“Thanks for meeting with me, Melanie.”

+ Instead it had make her more determined to find an answer.

Cup of tea in one hand, a notebook in her lap, Sasha offered Melanie a small smile, well aware of how tired she looked. Jon had tried to put her on leave, but she’d be damned if she stopped working now. +

+ Fought to find anything she could. Trying to learn about this Stranger, if there was any chance that maybe . . .

Martin had suggested talking to Melanie. Sasha was sure that he had done so out of a hope that perhaps talking would help Sasha grieve. +

+Tim, whose face she couldn’t even remember.

It still didn’t sit right to Sasha, that Tim had been dead for so long. That that /thing/ replaced him and she didn’t even realise. That Elias, the bastard, /knew/. He knew and didn’t tell them.

So she desperately searched for information. +

+but it was interesting.

If there was truth to these statements, then she would study to find it.

Things had been nice.

Then she met Tim. Tim, with his wonky smile and dry humour. Tim, who brought a flush to her cheeks, who remembered her coffee order by heart. +

+ that actually seemed to have a way forward, for her. Gertrude was a woman in charge of a team, after all. She’d all but told Sasha point blank that she saw her as her successor.

Sure, what they studied was sometimes rather odd, rather peculiar, +

[ @whatthegf.bsky.social ]

Sasha James had always relied on science and knowledge. Trying to understand what could not be understood, finding an answer for a big question, learning all there is to know.

She’d taken the job at the Archives for that reason. It was a job in Academia +

Starter Calls

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♥︎ for a short starter based either in direct canon or a slight canon divergent version of The Magnus Institute, London.

RT to plot a longer rp in DMs

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A canon and AU portrayal of Sasha James from the audio drama series The Magnus Archives.

Mused by Rosa (23, autistic). Canon compliant warnings apply, 16+ only interactions please!

Ships based on chemistry and communication, muse is 27 and bisexual.

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// that would really help!!

We are a small but mighty rp verse I’m sure!

// hiya!!! We can muddle through together haha

// still familiarising myself with bluesky but hi hello!!!! I’ll probably post a starter call some time today!

- Roleplay account for Jonathan Sims from The Magnus Archives.

- Open to various ships, just discuss ahead of time.

- this is messy, i will make it prettier later

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