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Cassandra had been following Desmond for at least 10 minutes, carrying a rather large box, waiting for him to notice her following him.
Lack of training or not, Desmond had picked up on when people were being less than coincidentally in his same path. So once he hits a relatively bare area, he stops and gives a long sigh, hands in his pockets as if this is normal.
“You know, usually when you want someone’s attention you say something.”
Hullo friend ^^
hello!! :~)
Hmmmmm tough... A song...? HmMmMmMm... How about... AHA THE ENTERTAINER!!! that fits, right?
The Entertainer? Who’s that by/what’s that from? Sounds interesting!
Malaysia: That's terrible, actually... But... Remember! There's always a flip side to every coin! You'll feel happiness someday! And, as for Artie... What do they know? They've never met one of the lost... *winks, and vanishes*
Scott: Yeah, thanks- uh… geez, I thought Mrs. F. was the only one who could vanish like that..
Malaysia: Not all... Some are memories. Certain stones preserve flashes in times of extreme energy... Deaths, war, pain, fear... Happiness, too. Weddings, births, celebrations... It's amazing, really.
Scott: Yeah… *rubs arm*. Empathy’s let me experience all of that with a bunch of other people. Mostly negative emotions, though.
Malaysia: *rolls shoulders* I suppose... I got used to it after a while. The plants are nice... So are the spirits. I've learned much travelling. Much about the warehouse. More about history.
Scott: Well, Artie says spirits aren’t really… real. Projections of personalities, or time slips, all caused by artifacts, according to him. But either way, they sound like spirits to me.
Malaysia: *slowly looks at Scott* You smell of old books and ancient leather. *nose twitches* You need to spend more time outside...
Scott: *laughs* I can understand the leather. Some of these things are pretty… strong at holding things down. As for the books, I used to spend some time in the Warehouse’s Library section. I could do with some work though. Gotta keep my figure.
