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_whiteflame February 24 2006, 07:31:39 UTC
Ingrid never fell asleep. At the moment, she's in a white kimono, pulling a brush through her hair as she watches her reflection in the mirror.

She turns rather abruptly when Jack wakes. The kimono isn't really tied very tightly, and she walks closer.

"Are you all right?"

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jackdriscoll February 24 2006, 07:39:17 UTC
Jack stares into the recesses of his room, hand clutched to his chest, mind racing. He takes a few moments to breathe, to close his eyes and
Living fantasy of the immortal
( become human again )
The reality of an animal
compose himself. He remembers someone else is in his room. Someone else has shared his bed.
This is the future of an illusion
"I'm fine," he says weakly. "It was just a dream."

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_whiteflame February 24 2006, 07:45:21 UTC
There's a moment when she watches him, before sitting on the bed beside him, her ice blue eyes examining him.

"Well, those can be important," she says carefully, taking one his hands and pulling it gently from his chest, though not really making an effort to hold it.

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jackdriscoll February 24 2006, 07:52:48 UTC
It meant nothing, so why hold it? He pulls his hand back and rests it on the covers.
I had a dream last night.
About her?
Yes. About her.
"I'll be fine."

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