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quicktoanger ([personal profile] quicktoanger) wrote2012-04-09 02:26 pm

Fourth Casefile: Damage Control. [Voice/Written/Action]

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I paused, staring at the journal, not sure what to say for a moment.

What the hell do you say?

"Right. Sorry ab-"

Let's try this again without the accent, Harry.

"Right. Sorry about last week. If I was... off, or confused anybody, or offended anyone, or whatever."

I paused again.

"I lost the jacket, Richard, but did you at least get to keep the rifle?"

I sat for a moment longer, then chuckled.

"Least the hand didn't stay shot. Alright, I think that's it."

I shut off the feed and set to work on a filter. I suck at those, for the record, but this kind of needed to be said and was private, so...

Hell's bells, those things are more trouble than they're worth.

[Written- Locked to Molly Carpenter, filter at 2% 5% 6% 9% 9% 13 16% 20%]

Kid. Molly. I'm sorry about last week. Really, really sorry.
I never meant to
It was like I
Forget it. Look. Let me make it up to you somehow?


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That done, I tucked my journal in my pocket and went into town. I felt a pressing need to talk to people, which, let me tell you, never happens to me. Ever. Plus, there were a couple awkward conversations I wanted to have.
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, sarcastic (I'm sorry)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
...

[That...that was a tall man. Adele noted his appearance in her peripheral vision before the sheer height of him made her turn to look properly. In her memory, altered or otherwise, there was but one in the village that looked anything even remotely like him.

Harry Blackstone. Onyx. The man she'd called lovely and kissed in the clinic. A man that had held her hand so her emphatic self could manage to sleep.

Well...she's done worse. And better. But other than mild surprise and connection the height with a name- Dresden, she's fairly unperturbed. If he wanted to talk, he'd talk. If he didn't, he wouldn't. Not everyone was as amused and ambivalent to the events of the previous week as she was.]
fleurdesel: right, tired, sad (And...your point is?)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[She could almost hear the cogs in Harry's head grind as he stood, awkward and hesitant, not far from her table. She does the man the kindness of looking down once it gets to be it's worst so he can either move on if he wanted or say something. She honestly expects him to move on, and is somewhat surprised when he does not. Adele looks up from her sketches and scribbled notes, smoothing them out of the way once Harry joins her.]

Last I checked, that is still the case, Monsieur Dresden.
fleurdesel: right, smile, smirk (that was funny)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
...

[She opens her mouth to say something. Pauses. Shakes her head. Huffs a soft laugh.]

And to think, I assumed you were the most awkward man I had conversed with when you still had the Cockney accent... [She smirks, amused.]'Lovely'.
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, sarcastic (I'm sorry)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Apparently I found you terribly endearing. Which...isn't the case, now. Shy and stuttering is not my type, Monsieur Dresden.
fleurdesel: right, smirk, smile, serious (Not certain just yet)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
And I can add 'seduced a wizard with my witchy ways' to my list of benchmarks for odd behavior.

[As Harry expected, she chuckles. Props her chin on her hand and sips her coffee, brow faintly quirked. It was still there, the lingering amusement and faint attraction. Well...]

I think I might have liked you better with the short hair.
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, sarcastic (I'm sorry)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
And there's not a single salon in the entire village. Pity.

[She files a few of the letters off to one side, blinking at a bit of writing. 'Apologize to Harry. He was somewhat smitten with you. me. Us.'

Apparently her alternate self wasn't aware that Harry had been shifted as well. Odd.]


One that enjoyed Milton and Haiku, if memory serves.
fleurdesel: right, serious, confused (You have my attention)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
Another pity. You were quite eloquent in your defense of them, and in your appreciation of Milton's work. But from what I have come to understand even with the Shift we were inherently similar to how we would normally be; which begs the question. What of you remained the same?

[Normally? Not this curious, and not this up front. But Levarre was still flickering in the back of her mind, and while she manages to phrase it in a more polite way than her alternate self would have, she does ask.]
fleurdesel: left, sad, smile, serious (I just don't know)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
I think that particular aspect of her personality stemmed from her empathy. Self medicating, in a very strange way.

[Which is something Adele still does, to an extent. Or did. She thinks she might be able to manage without the odd trip to Good Spirits now.]
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, flirty (Think but don't talk)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-10 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
Apparently she has that effect on men. Your Harry Blackstone would not have been the first; nor, if the multiverse theory wherein those timelines are entirely legitimate in some strange shade of reality is correct, would he have been the last.

[Her but not her; her face, her thoughts, her hands, and yet an entirely different life, mind, and body. For one her closet was full of clothing that was too loose in the chest. Odd thing, that. For another; she didn't need attention, contact, affection anywhere near as much as Levarre.

But, it was past. She could not change what had happened, only chose how she copes with it. This time? No one was hurt, not to her knowledge. So why should she worry?]
fleurdesel: center, angry, serious (Repeat that.)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-12 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
As is the idea of one Force Adept Levarre wandering the core worlds, or living next door to Luke Skywalker as he grows.
fleurdesel: left, sad, serious, angry (I know I was wrong)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-12 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
No. Obi-Wan lived in isolation a great distance from where Luke grew up. Levarre lived next door, apparently. Kept an eye on him.

...

She promised his mother she would.
fleurdesel: right, smirk, angry, confused, sarcastic (Forgive me if I don't trust you)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2012-04-12 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
When you say 'a bit'. Do you mean 'just slightly' or 'I do not wish to frighten this woman by'...what is the term? Ah. Yes. 'fanboying all over the Jedi in the village?'

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