It's odd. Darla doesn't believe she has any particular attachment to Boston, or indeed other cities; if you live long enough, they all become places to leave, some more enjoyable than others, true, but she hasn't thought of any place as "home" since centuries
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Lindsey had seen her walking by when he had gotten his cup of coffee at the local vendor. After what happened last night... yeah, best we not think on that.
But with that, and having to jump right back into his job that day with two meetings of past clients, a walk through the park was nice to relax with. Seeing Darla... that had made it all the better.
So yeah, he stalked her a bit, finding the right time to make his presence known. And if it kept her from putting that cancer stick between her lips, he would do so.
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"You're a generous man," she says, and they continue to stroll between the booths. The next one has a lot of plastic action figures, which normally wouldn't be worth a second glance to her, but Darla suddenly remembers Kara making her watch something called The Simpsons with her as soon as Darla had a DVD player in her possession. She also sees a particular figure among the set, and can't resist. Being silly is allowed when one feels whimsical.
"Allow me to reciprocate," she says to Lindsey, and after buying a figure for Kara, she hands over one to Lindsey. His very own Action!Lawyer figure:
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He tucked the figure into his pant pocket, not wanting to rish his jacket one again, and then held his arm out for Darla.
"How are Connor and Kara doing? They both have been pretty quiet online lately."
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Lindsey remembered not too fondly the little self destructive attitude he had fallen into when Darla had left him. Not the best period of his life, one he'd rather forget, except that there was always a physical reminder of events from that time right in the palm of his hand...
Said hand being that reminder.
"Eve and I haven't really talked much since Kara's party... and honestly, we didn't talk much before then either. So no, she hasn't told me. I'm assuming that Connor is innocent of these charges. He seems to be a good kid. A bit too much like his father for my tastes, but his heart is in the right place."
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As he listened to Connor's story, he felt his jaw set. He knew a thing or two about having artificial memories, about the guilt that you have for them afterwards. For a long time after Angel had pulled him back from the holding dimension, he had woken up wondering where his wife and son were, only to have the memories slamming back into him that they had not been real, and to feel this sense of loss each time.
He had a perfect life once too. Losing it was just another torture he had survived. And Connor had tried to protect the ones that weren't really even his to protect, and failed them. Tortures people shouldn't have to bear inside...
His mind drifted back into the conversation at Darla's question, and he licked his lips in confusion. He didn't know what she was really asking, instead thinking that in relation to Connor's story, it was the metaphoric heart she was refering to. "At this point, there's not much. Just trying to get used to being back amoung everyone again."
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