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nuns4money January 8 2013, 23:24:59 UTC
In the kitchen, Eda might be in the kitchen, calm and serene as anything as she reads a outdated (in this world) newspaper and eats breakfast.

She looks over the edge and sees Dean, that's a fella she hasn't seen in a while. "Dean?"

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surfaceshine January 9 2013, 07:59:37 UTC
A fella that's distracted by trying to retrace his steps. Not the ones he's taken at the Mansion, but the ones before now that might have lead to being stuck here. Goddamn if he wasn't paying any attention though. Did he cross a sigil or a witch or something that he failed to notice?

"Hm?" he says as he crosses to get another look out the kitchen window, and then a moment later realizes he doesn't recognize the voice. He glances over sharply, because it hasn't been a good thing for a while now that someone he doesn't recognize knows his name. "Who're you?"

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nuns4money January 11 2013, 11:48:59 UTC
He doesn't remember?

"I'm Eda. You look kinda lost."

She'll only tell him how she knows him if he asks.

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surfaceshine January 13 2013, 04:40:28 UTC
He's already kind of figured it out by the way she recognized him; his eyebrows pull together in his signature frown,

"That tends to happen to me when random people call me by name on sight."

Among other, more unpleasant things, so he's just going to stay wary for now.

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nuns4money January 16 2013, 19:53:58 UTC
Now it's her turn to frown.

"Sorry... I knew you. Or someone like you was here."

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surfaceshine February 4 2013, 22:23:56 UTC
"Yeah, that keeps happening to me," he replies. "Sorry - it's not you. It's me. Or something."

He pauses, glancing her over more thoroughly; yeah, she looks like someone he might've once liked to know, alright.

"Eda, huh?"

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nuns4money February 7 2013, 20:31:53 UTC
"It's ok..." Eda replies.

"When you where here, you were a pretty nice dude."

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