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[dofaye]

The bookstore here is a bit quieter than I expected. True, it's been ravaged by beats just as much as any store, but there are plenty of books that were able to be saved. I've found that there's no better distraction than a story, and in harsh times such as these, distractions are completely necessary.

[He nods, thinking of lost objects more than

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[fromthewaves]

A-ah! That's where I get my...

[Woe. It's where she gets her prettier sketchpads.]

[dofaye]

I'm sorry?

[fromthewaves]

N-no, it's fine!

[dofaye]

Did you need something from the bookstore? Or... the movie house?

[fromthewaves]

I... get some sketchbooks from the bookstore sometimes.

[dofaye]

I'll keep an eye out for one that isn't torn apart.

[fromthewaves]

... please. I would really appreciate that.

[dofaye]

Oh, it's my pleasure.

And what should I call you, miss?

[fromthewaves]

Namine. Just Namine. What about you? What's your name?

[dofaye]

Jules de Ferrier. Namine is a lovely name; where does it come from?

[fromthewaves]

Thank you, Jules. ... it's a name I was given when I was born. I don't... know of its origins.

[dofaye]

Did you never ask your parents?

[fromthewaves]

I...

[Unease forever. It wasn't a topic often brought up.]

I don't have parents.

[dofaye]

I- [damn, why didn't he expect that?] I'm sorry. [and now he's curious, but far too polite to ask]

[fromthewaves]

It's okay, really.

Thank you, though.