May 28, 2011 13:52
aaahblood: alicia crawford,
degenerations: prime,
lmaoherlife: sasha,
firstpiecefalls: scratch,
smokingrockstar: maude dante,
canhashugs: scratch ii,
switchgun: riley,
creepinginmy: jack gibson & cerbos,
complyingly: rope,
lowlashes: idefk,
#thanoodles,
awhitecrow: delilah crowe,
- members,
*action,
illioundersky: illio,
ohhonay: christopher brent,
wouldntthatbe: jerry redmond,
oneofmeofyou: felix | synposis,
incorporealite: poltergeist,
mekadioh: xavier,
unremarking: tobias,
wantsakitteh: andël vlcěk,
howaverage: emilia gorski
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Oh, hey, she remembers you. ]
It's... It's you.
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Oh my goodness. [he stands, making his way to her, making sure he keeps a distance.] Are you alright?
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I think so. [ So far, so good. ] I-- [ Hum. ] Are you?
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Goodness, it's been years. The image of the school girl with the thick accent couldn't contrast more with the woman he sees before him now, even if her face and hair have barely changed.]
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That's... That's good. [ Awkward pause. She's sitting on the bed. ] Ah. Thank you, I guess.
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Emilia, wasn't it?
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Ah, yes. Emilia. I'm sorry, I don't... I don't remember yours.
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I'm Jerry. Or Jeremy. [maybe that will ring a bell.]
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It's nice to meet you. [ Kind of, the conditions could be nicer. ] Do you think... They'll let us out?
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... I don't know.
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Were you alone when they brought you?
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I hope so. I don't remember.
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Could there have been someone with you?
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My-- My friend. We're roommates. [ Jules would probably be disappointed with the word "friend" and "roommates". ] I don't remember getting here.
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