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[ On Christmas morning, Matthew will find a small box with a silver bow on it just outside his door. Inside, there are a pair of vintage silver cufflinks that Karen found at the curiosity shop. There is also a small square of paper with decidedly feminine handwriting on it. The note reads, "You would probably know better than me, but I thought these might be a nice complement to the fabric you picked for your suit. Merry Christmas, Karen Page." ]
That would mean I know where you hang out. Of course not.
[Except he totally was. There was also a mild panic and relief that He Ming really was okay. Matthew still wasn't sure what happened.]
[Except he totally was. There was also a mild panic and relief that He Ming really was okay. Matthew still wasn't sure what happened.]
You're right, I'm hard to pin down.
[ It also took him a while to recover, so Matt had the advantage of He Ming staying out of sight for a week or so, minimizing the risk of bumping into him. Now that he's out and about, though... ]
But you're totally avoiding me and I miss hanging out with you! (▰˘︹˘▰)
[ It also took him a while to recover, so Matt had the advantage of He Ming staying out of sight for a week or so, minimizing the risk of bumping into him. Now that he's out and about, though... ]
But you're totally avoiding me and I miss hanging out with you! (▰˘︹˘▰)
what is that
and that might not be the best idea, considering.
and that might not be the best idea, considering.
That thing. what is that thing
and I think you know, considering what.
[But Matt all too well remembered He Ming's lack of wise decisions in the woods and how bold he'd been about how he felt.]
and I think you know, considering what.
[But Matt all too well remembered He Ming's lack of wise decisions in the woods and how bold he'd been about how he felt.]
1/2
its almost cute
2/2
You're not getting talked out of it, are you.
[He thought that was almost cute too.]
its almost cute
2/2
You're not getting talked out of it, are you.
[He thought that was almost cute too.]
[Matt couldn't help but laugh at the enthusiasm he was reading.]
Fine, you've twisted my arm. But I can't promise to be wonderful company. I'll do my best?
Fine, you've twisted my arm. But I can't promise to be wonderful company. I'll do my best?
Ever wanted something to look at when I'm not around? A picture of me?
I used to collect pictures of Alexis and Micheal - Do they have that ability here? I was under the impression that they were, forgive me, less then advanced.
[The script that came back to her was fluid cursive, reeking of an older, more flamboyant time where hard slants and curls could exist without it being pinned to a Male or Female hand.]
[The script that came back to her was fluid cursive, reeking of an older, more flamboyant time where hard slants and curls could exist without it being pinned to a Male or Female hand.]
Optimist.
[And still cute.]
Yes, an hour. What's your favorite thing to eat?
[And still cute.]
Yes, an hour. What's your favorite thing to eat?
You’d be surprised. My patron gave me a camera, a polaroid. I’ve been taking pictures of everything. I thought I might give you something to remember me by.
[ Her handwriting was perfectly neat, but feminine in a way. Karen knew that she was memorable all on her own, but a token couldn’t hurt. ]
Who are Alexis and Micheal?
[ Her handwriting was perfectly neat, but feminine in a way. Karen knew that she was memorable all on her own, but a token couldn’t hurt. ]
Who are Alexis and Micheal?
I'm glad you thought of me. Something else to add to my memories of you is a very welcome thing.
Friends. I can tell you about them, if you'd like, but its a story better told in person. Will you be out and about soon?
Friends. I can tell you about them, if you'd like, but its a story better told in person. Will you be out and about soon?
I could argue against it, but I've been the Devil's advocate for most of my existence.
Wonderful. I'll see you in an hour then? You do mean the large library, yes, and not the smaller one in the winter wing?
Wonderful. I'll see you in an hour then? You do mean the large library, yes, and not the smaller one in the winter wing?
Matt.
Mate.
[There's a tense, focused calm in Cassidy's voice. With as long as Matt's lived and the things he's done, it might be a tone he's heard from himself a time or two before.]
We've got a problem. If you're not balls-deep in somebody, I need 'ya to meet me at the edge of the Wilds. Bring a fresh set of clothes.
Mate.
[There's a tense, focused calm in Cassidy's voice. With as long as Matt's lived and the things he's done, it might be a tone he's heard from himself a time or two before.]
We've got a problem. If you're not balls-deep in somebody, I need 'ya to meet me at the edge of the Wilds. Bring a fresh set of clothes.
hmmmpph [The return was muddled and far away. Someone was in Bed.]
What's-.. [Had he heard 'fresh clothes'? Matt shifted and frowned at his open tome. His comfort versus the oddity versus who was on the other side of it all came into battle with each other but only one was the winner and it had Matthew rolling out of bed to come stand in front of the blasted book.]
Come again?
What's-.. [Had he heard 'fresh clothes'? Matt shifted and frowned at his open tome. His comfort versus the oddity versus who was on the other side of it all came into battle with each other but only one was the winner and it had Matthew rolling out of bed to come stand in front of the blasted book.]
Come again?
Come on, man. I need backup. I've got — are you alone? [Even after he gets confirmation, Cassidy relegates his voice to a loud whisper.] I got a face-full of some kinda pollen, and everything went sideways, and now me clothes are covered in blood. Do you understand what I am sayin', here, mate?
I am, yes.
Painfully so, I'm afraid. Hold tight.
--
Hurriedly, Matt threw some pants and a shirt on, slipping into his shoes before gathering a pair of pants and his only t-shirt that he'd only worn as long as it'd taken him to get a proper suit. No doubt it'd find a better home on Cassidy than at the bottom of his closet.
All in all and with his celerity granted back to him, Matthew was dressed and out the door in all of a minute and would be strolling towards the edge of town in less then 4 minutes, clothes hanging from his clenched fist. The threat of blood came with so many possibilities and for the first time Matt wished he had his sword-cane with him. Just in case.
"Cassidy?" It was a projected hushed voice, meant to blanket the small area around him without pinging anyone's ears that might otherwise notice him yelling out at nothing.
Painfully so, I'm afraid. Hold tight.
--
Hurriedly, Matt threw some pants and a shirt on, slipping into his shoes before gathering a pair of pants and his only t-shirt that he'd only worn as long as it'd taken him to get a proper suit. No doubt it'd find a better home on Cassidy than at the bottom of his closet.
All in all and with his celerity granted back to him, Matthew was dressed and out the door in all of a minute and would be strolling towards the edge of town in less then 4 minutes, clothes hanging from his clenched fist. The threat of blood came with so many possibilities and for the first time Matt wished he had his sword-cane with him. Just in case.
"Cassidy?" It was a projected hushed voice, meant to blanket the small area around him without pinging anyone's ears that might otherwise notice him yelling out at nothing.
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