May 07, 2011 14:44
limu_o_pele: asha de tisi ( au. ),
axemancometh: strauss,
zoneshifts: chloe gorski-grumley,
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palagonite: bowen de tisi ( au. ),
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typeright: julia "jules" grumley,
theclevergirl: jackie bledsoe ( au. ),
athirdplace: minette danby,
matriotism: raicho,
partumscar: darren andrews,
fearsomefaith: gideon southey,
gobeyondthe: mercy rivers,
wantsakitteh: andël vlcěk
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Jackie stops to run her fingers over some flowers for sale, leaning in to smell them. She gives them a longing look but doesn't buy any and keeps walking.]
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The pretty girl definitely caught her eye, so she's going to follow her around a bit, and she is definitely curious when Jackie touches the flowers. She hasn't seen many flowers. ]
What're you doing?
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All Jackie says is,]
Just looking.
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Why are you touching them? [ She inches towards the flowers and pokes one. ]
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Because they're soft.
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They are! [ So is human skin, though. ] I never saw things like these.
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Jackie lets go of the girl, her lesson is done.]
Flowers. They grow everywhere.
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Do they? Where?
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They're plants, they grow from the ground.
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Not home, they don't. [ Or, well, they do, but they are rare sights that she hasn't had the opportunity to look at yet. ] What's your name?
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My name is Jackie. [...She forces herself to carry on, her voice going flat,] It's nice to meet you.
[They tell her the world is full of opportunities, that she shouldn't shut the door on everyone. That she should say 'yes' to life. They tell you that, after you try to kill yourself enough times and thinking that puts a low pang through her that she can't quite truly feel through the haze her medication puts between her and all the old scars.]
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I'm Raicho. Hi. [ She slips her hands inside the pockets of her red jacket. ] Are you going somewhere?
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No. My son and I came to pick up some vegetables.
[She should add something else, something about summer vegetables, something about inflated grocery store prices, or about cooking. But she doesn't want to, and she doesn't try to make herself this time.]
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You're a mom. [ There's almost glee in her voice and she inches closer to her, uncaring if it makes her uncomfortable or not. ] I have a mom too. [ Like it's the most unique thing in the world, really. ] Are you good to your son? What's his name? [ And then she looks around the small crowd. ] Where is he?
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Da-Darren. [She doesn't mean to stutter, but she's having difficult with this.] He's...
[She can't pick her eyes off the ground to look for him and her voice is a little strained when she raises it to call for him,]
Darren?
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His smile is amiable.]
Hi.
[He offers Raicho his hand to shake.]
I'm Darren Andrews.
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