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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:45 pm
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FireSpark Daniel waved the comment away with a non-committal sigh. "Meh, it's okay. I mean, I suppose I need someone for a soundboard. To see things from a different perspective. It used to be Dame, when or if she was ever around. Nothing against her mind you, in fact I think she was just the sort of person I needed, for that time of my re-development. She tended to keep me in line, keep me from getting to down on myself."Daniel shook his head with a bit of a goofy laugh. "Buuut, I've gone and strayed from the point again. Yes, I know what happened to my memory. No, I don't mind talking about it, but there is one thing I have to ask. Do you do well with secrets?"
Jessi nodded and smiled kindly. "Yeah, I do. A lot of people come in here and just find it easier to talk with me, a stranger, about some important things. I act as a soundboard a lot. I keep secrets all the time. Of course I will keep yours, too."
She tilted her head to the side slightly. "And you're sure you wouldn't feel more comfortable talking with Dame about this?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:00 pm
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Jessi_Deramis Jessi nodded and smiled kindly. "Yeah, I do. A lot of people come in here and just find it easier to talk with me, a stranger, about some important things. I act as a soundboard a lot. I keep secrets all the time. Of course I will keep yours, too." She tilted her head to the side slightly. "And you're sure you wouldn't feel more comfortable talking with Dame about this?"
Daniel shook his head briefly.
"No, no. One of the reasons I was leaving the apartment that she so kindly allowed me to stay in, was that I felt a break away was needed. Maybe too much of a break away, which she promptly set me straight on. She's moving on to reclaiming her life. She made me realize it's time for me to do the same."
Daniel sat for a moment looking at his empty hands. He was about to let someone else in, and there was no telling how it would go, again. But as long as he didn't try to envision how it should go, it would be a step in the right direction.
"There are many things about me that defy explanation. Other things that seem to defy belief. To start with, the sole thing responsible for my memory block, is me. I did it to myself. Intentionally."
Daniel watched Jessi closely now. Watching, waiting. Trying to gauge how she was reacting.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:15 pm
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*On the trolley ride, they chatted about nothing in particular, pleasant small talk. She orders a warmed spiced rum and goes about stripping out of her skiing clothes, handing them to Fe as she spoke* dame has spoken of you as well, Decorera. You are a musician, am I right?
*she unbelts her purple coat, throwing the ends haphazardly to the side and then unbuttons it, sliding it off her shoulders as Fe catches it.* She will be starting at my school this week. *she then slips out of everything else*
*Now free of her large overcoat, warm baggy pants, gloves, earmuffs and snow shoes, she sits the snow shoes to the side of a high backed chair near the fire and sits down in it, crossing one leg over the other and waiting for her spiced rum. Her pondering gaze does not leave Decorera's form*
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