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Post by sleepwatcher on Jun 12, 2021 17:52:12 GMT -6
James got up and was about to walk into the dining room, when something else on the news caught his attention.
“In other news, there is still no word on the whereabouts of the mysterious cat burglar who stole multiple diamonds from the museum last night.” the reporter said. “All of the guards claimed the same story. They were unconscious before they could even realize there was an intruder on the premises. Coincidentally, they awoke to find that Blue Jay had apparently arrived, only to be incapacitated as well. It seems that his confrontation with Mr. Acid had gone much more smoothly than whatever went down earlier at the museum.
James’s eyes went wide and he gasped, staggering on his feet a bit as a rush of repressed memories hit him all at once.
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Post by softscales on Jun 15, 2021 3:21:57 GMT -6
Ella heard the TV and saw James staggering. It made her wonder if he is trying to remember their first encounter at the museum. The memory is there but it's buried but if he tries hard enough he may be able to dig it up. So gives a try of giving some charm to help stop the effort.
"James, what's wrong?"
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Post by sleepwatcher on Jun 21, 2021 16:58:24 GMT -6
James turned around to look at her, a mix of fear, sadness, anger, and shame written on his face. “You... you broke into the museum! You did... something... to me!
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Post by softscales on Jun 22, 2021 2:10:28 GMT -6
Ella was not liking this, James is trying to remember and he is suspecting her. This was a problem. She would have to be cunning; she got him the two other times cause she caught him off guard. But now he suspects she can do something to him. Pouncing him either ways she did before might not work. Time for a new tactic...
"James? What are you talking about? Do you mean the museum theft last night? You came here after that happened. I know because you showed at my door. We shared a drink and you spent the night here."
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Post by sleepwatcher on Jul 5, 2021 2:28:42 GMT -6
James shook his head, feeling a fog inside his mind start to lift. He took a step back away from Ella, and looked at her like she was a different person.
“No... no that’s not right... The museum... You were there...”
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Post by softscales on Jul 6, 2021 3:56:15 GMT -6
Ella's plan was going to need some clever acting as well as thinking. She digs up that one memory that hurt the most, even her thoughts of that time. After just a brief moment she took a hiccupping inhale. "You...you don't believe me?" thanks to the memory her voice was able to change making the sound of a crack. Like she was about to... Her eye shimmered but it wasn't by her hypnosis power
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Post by sleepwatcher on Jul 11, 2021 2:14:35 GMT -6
James was taken aback by how genuinely hurt Ella seemed to be, and in his confused state he couldn’t even consider the possibility of her acting. Even if he was in a good state of mind, it would be hard to think she was acting. Those emotions seemed very real. But these memories he had were also real.
“I- I don’t know...” he stumbled to her, putting his hands on her shoulders. “Please don’t be upset... something isn’t right... I don’t understand...”
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Post by softscales on Jul 11, 2021 5:56:08 GMT -6
“Upset? The man that I have as a boyfriend is this close to accusing me of being a criminal.” Working her act move she slumped her back against a wall. She then thinks more of the bad memory to help strengthen the sad look she was trying make him see.
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Post by sleepwatcher on Jul 30, 2021 19:37:05 GMT -6
James was at a loss of what to do. There was definitely something going on with his memories, but he had no clue of whether or not they were real. But the one thing he did know was that he hated seeing her upset.
“I... I’m sorry. I know you didn’t do anything wrong. But there’s something going on in my head. I... I don’t understand what’s going on. I need to find help.”
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Post by softscales on Aug 2, 2021 17:41:16 GMT -6
Ella leads away from the wall and takes just a few steps away from it then turn her back to the hero. this was a gamble in her play as now she showing her back to someone that could subdue her. But she played that card all in a effort to continue her act. She crossed her arms but unhooked one as she wiped her eyes and then returned to the hold. "Was it wrong of us to get together? Do you need time to straighten our your thoughts?"
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Post by sleepwatcher on Aug 2, 2021 18:03:51 GMT -6
James arms fell to his sides as he felt like he was at a loss of what to do. Something truly felt wrong, yet the short time he and Ella had been a couple had given him so much happiness. He didn’t want to lose that. And he was afraid that choosing time to be alone with his thoughts instead of just believing Ella would upset her even more. He would try to get things figured out later. For now, he needed to at least try to trust her.
“No...” he said, his voice shaky as he tried approaching her again. “I believe you. You’re too good of a person to ever do anything wrong. But whoever broke into the museum is still out there. I need to find them. And maybe then I can figure out what they did to my head.”
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Post by softscales on Aug 3, 2021 5:36:58 GMT -6
'So easy to trust, just as I planted. But it'll need more work to make it stick.' Ella thought to herself. "Trust me so much after just one date. Are you that good of a judge?"
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Post by sleepwatcher on Aug 9, 2021 12:46:10 GMT -6
“I’d at least like to think I am.” James chuckled. “Whatever is going on, I’ll get to the bottom of it. But for now, why don’t you let me make it up to you? We can go out for another date.”
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Post by softscales on Aug 9, 2021 21:40:22 GMT -6
"Need to cancel our dinner date for tonight?" this time she spoke were a happier tone, all to make it sound like a joke. As if he was forgetting about the dinner she just prepared.
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Post by sleepwatcher on Aug 25, 2021 20:17:31 GMT -6
He smacked himself in the forehead, his mind so jumbled that he forgot what they were even doing.
“Oh yeah...” he chuckled, feeling dumb. “Well, let’s just finish dinner, then. I’ll take you out somewhere nice tomorrow.”
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