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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 7:51 pm
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"Ah, they are fine," she waves him off, "No more or less than usual." dame stands to her feet and smiles at him, straightening out her skirt. "I'm used to working a lot. ^_^ How was your day?" she stretches, arms above her head, working out some of the kinks in her back, then twists slightly at the waist to one side, then the other. "Would you like a baked potato? I'm craving one," she asks, walking past him to go into the kitchen.
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 8:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 8:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 8:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 8:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 9:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 9:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 9:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 9:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 10:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 4:34 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 6:43 pm
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Around ten minutes later, dame comes into the livingroom with a tray. She places the tray on the ground near the coffee table then clears some books and papers off the table, stacking them neatly underneath and picks the try back up, setting it on the coffee table. The young woman perches on the edge of the couch, near the arm, and looks at Daniel. "Daniel, honey," she says, touching his arm lightly, "I don't pretend to know what you are going through, how it must feel to learn things about yourself everyday that you know you should already know. It has to be incredibly frustrating to find out things about yourself that you don't understand. I imagine its liken to piecing a puzzle together in the dark with only a pen light to guide you." She picks up a mug of hot chocolate and hands it to him, "I'm not really sure how you would like me to react, love. I take most things in stride. I may not be very old but I certainly have seen some odd things in my lifetime and met some odd people. Not much surprises me and more, my dear. Considering what I have seen of you so far, it doesn't surprise me you may not be human, or that you may be from the future, that you may be from another place other than Earth. It's a little odd that you might be a weapon but what exactly do you mean by that? In reality anyone can be used as a weapon, hell, even I, in my own rights, am a weapon. Do you mean like a super weapon of mass destruction or something?"
She picks up her own cocoa, standing as she does, handing him his baked potato as well, "I didn't know what you wanted so I made yours loaded as well. wink " She grabs her own potato then settles back on the couch, legs folded underneath her. dame takes a sip of her cocoa, "If you are expecting me to be weirded out enough just to leave you cold, I'm sorry," she takes another sip, "I am just not that way. I could not leave a friend in need." She continues sipping on her drink.
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 4:56 am
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Daniel shook his head slighty, picking up the fork in front of him. He simply held it in a hand staring ahead. He hadn't meant to sound so harsh. Though Dame's simple acceptance had cought him off guard. He poked noncommittedly at the potato.
"Look, I didn't mean, what I mean, hells I don't know. You analogy may be somewhat accurate, though it was lacking one component. Imagine that the more of that puzzle, the less you want to see it."
Daniel stirred at the top of the potato as he spoke, eventually scooping a fork full and taking a bite. Swallowing the bite without really chewing it, or even thinking about, Daniel went back to poking at the plate.
"What if..., what if I came here to hide from people trying to use me? Or worse, stop me from doing something?"
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