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09-10-2011, 01:22 PM
"Don't worry about it, this happens a lot. Been meaning to get my eyes looked at again, see if there's surgery what can fix it." He scooted backward and found the couch, using his hands to climb up onto it. "Now, have you got any questions?"
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool     
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09-10-2011, 01:25 PM
"Oh, yes! Dozens!" Ana said. "What is this place you work for? What sort of other... ah... 'talented' people are there? What do they do there?" She cut herself off form asking more, deciding that he needed to answer her first questions before she could move on.
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09-10-2011, 01:36 PM
"Well, I really do write for a paper, for one. But I've spent pretty much all my life helping the BPRD." He figured that there was no reason to lie at this point; this girl and her family seemed fairly accepting of oddities in the world. "The Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense does more than what its name implies. In the past decade or so, children have been born with abilities they can't control without help, creatures are seeking shelter from, well, hunters that aren't willing to relocate them, and nobody knew what to do. Some children were sent to orphanages, and most of them are then sent to us because what we do is train them so that they can eventually return to normal life. Well, as normal a life as possible. For example, we had a girl who was such a strong empath, being in a crowded room was a massive sensory overload. She's now going to one of the busiest colleges on the face of the planet. We're sort of like a school, I suppose."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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09-10-2011, 01:46 PM
"Absolutely. I believe we have an agent who specializes in that." He paused. "I won't lie though, there are other issues at hand and in the end, you and your parents have to decide if it's okay for you to stay with us. It's going to be somewhat dangerous; one of the things we do to help those like you is take you out with us when we deal with the paranormal. For example, because I'm almost totally - Well, I am totally blind, but one of the things I do is handle creatures that can turn people to stone. Occasionally we'll come across something we definitely need the help of a new recruit for, but we try to exhaust all other options first."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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09-10-2011, 02:01 PM
"There are a lot of things that go bump in the night, and they're all real." He pulled a water bottle out of his jacket pocket and took a drink. "My grandpa used to tell all the new recruits that we were the ones who bumped back."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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09-10-2011, 02:12 PM
"One would be delightful." He smiled.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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09-10-2011, 02:21 PM
"Mama!" ana called... or, rather, this was more normal-toned than her usual near-whisper.
"Yes, honey?" "Can you make one more grilled cheese for Jon, please?" "absolutely! Does he want anything to drink?"
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