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Norah woke with a start and quickly sat up in bed. It sounded a lot like someone had just entered the apartment. Looking at the alarm clock on her nightstand, she groaned. She had to be up for work in a few hours. Climbing out of bed, she left her room and crossed her arms over her chest - the air being chillier than she expected. Turning on the light in the kitchenette, she glared at Jessica. “Do you know what time it is?” she asked, sounding a lot like her mother.
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a hand lifts to her face, two fingers pinching the bridge of her nose while she inhales a deep breath then exhales it slowly. keep yourself together, kara. don’t judge at first sight. give the woman a chance to explain herself. whoever she is. her hand drops to her side, fingers taking hold of the sides of her cape. “so you’re... who, again?”
He turned slowly, steadily and let out a soft sigh as his hand settled on the kitchen counter. “You should know you can’t sneak up on me by now. Especially not in my own home,” A little smile appeared on his face then he turned back to the coffee he was making. “Want some coffee?”
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Alright, alright. Stay calm. You’re only being hunted by a bunch of Cold War G-Men lackies somehow still in their prime, with both bullets and tranquilizer darts, tagging along a woman with the patience of a landmine and being a man whose existential stability is only considered in terms of cosmic flux... Lovely.
Still, he couldn’t blame the PI for her admonishing plea to the heavens for at least some fucking bourbon to deal with the current situation. His own sentiments were... unsurprisingly similar. Especially given dealing with the government was not his forte, regardless of whether or not time travel was technically within his wheelhouse. When her ire turned toward him for an explanation, not entirely unwarranted, he held up his hands in demi-defeat. “Alright, relax. Long story short, the US government got up to a lot of shady shit over the last... ever, but during the 1980s there was a project in Manhattan that used human experiments to play with multi-temporality and longevity. Meaning time travel and eternal life,” he spluttered out, ducking his head as a slew of gunfire sent splinters flying from the door to the room they were hiding in. “Unfortunately for all of us, the Montauk Project was real, and it worked.”
Sort of. “At least partially. These men, whoever they are and whyever they want either of us, aren’t temporally stable. the smallest thing could upset their placement in this time, and potentially foil whatever it is they think they can get from us.” He cast her a knowing glance, and a slant smile. “That is to say, beating them up enough might well get them to bugger off.”
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“ okay, as good as it sounds to have whiskey for dinner, how about we go get some noodles or something ?? you know, something that will actually feed you ? ”
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THE AUDACITY OF SOME PEOPLE WILL NEVER SEIZE TO AMAZE HER. Vanessa has learned the art of subtlety and she’s masterfully weaved truths and half truths to people as to why and why not they should or should not do certain things... but everyone had a limit, and today the curator had reached hers. “This painting is a rarity, the slightest of unprofessional touches could ruin its integrity.” She speaks frankly, an upturned nose towards the woman whose apparel spoke of someone who could not even afford the least expensive thing from the gift shop. She has learned not to judge books by their cover, however.
TAKING A BREATH THAT CAUSES HER CHEST TO RISE AND FALL, Vanessa places a serpentine smile upon her features. “Is there anything that I could help you with?”
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Infinitesimal yet discernible, a benign smile embellishes juvenescent physiognomy. Ardent sanguinity perfuses demonstrative eyes all the while. ❝ I've never considered myself POETIC , but HOPE really is like a FLAME. Protect it from those who want it extinguished, and it'll survive. It'll keep others warm. It's just not as easily seen as fire. ❞
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Whilst benignity induces her to proffer cogent advice, the staunchness of her gaze bespeaks unassailable certitude. ❝ Let nothing hold you back from fulfilling your goals. Anyone who tries to make them seem unattainable or diminish your worth ISN'T worth your time. Especially when you've got more than enough to juggle, and something tells me you do. ❞
